The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 110

She shook her head, took a slow breath. "No. It's done. I won't waste more time on him."

"But-

"That's enough,” she said, cutting him off. "We need to focus on what really matters-I don't want any trouble that could make Jasmine back out. He is too close to Kingston right now."

Reluctantly, Marco nodded.

Meanwhile, Alex arrived at Vancouver's premier hospital.

Jasmine led him down a corridor into a VVIP suite, where an elderly woman- Elizabeth Kingston, Jasmine's grandmother-lay pale and frail in a bed.

Her skin looked paper-thin, her lips were cracked, and her breathing was shallow. Several doctors stood nearby, looking grim.

"Jasmine, where have you been?" a man's voice demanded.

Charles, Jasmine's older brother, glared as soon as she walked in."Grandma could be breathing her last, and you're off who-knows-where?"

"Are you saying Grandma can't be saved anymore, just because you believe there's no hope?" Jasmine snapped back.

"I'm just telling the truth," Charles retorted. "She's in the final stage of cancer. She's too old and frail for surgery. Ask the doctors if you don't believe me."

A weary-looking physician sighed. "We've done everything we can, Miss Kingston. There's nothing else we can do for her."

Jasmine set her jaw. "Then we'll find someone else. I'm putting Mr. Alex in charge."

"Mr. Alex?" The doctors looked puzzled, clearly doubting a man so young could help.

Charles scoffed openly. "You've got to be joking. He might be able to help you since you are young. Look at him-he's no miracle worker. You really think he's some kind of healing god? Grandma's old and dying. This is fate.”

Jasmine's eyes blazed with defiance. "As long as Grandma's heart is still beating, I'll never give up on her. Step aside, Charles, if all you can do is wait for her to die and her inheritance to land in your lap."

Charles's lips twisted in anger.

position in Vancouver's social

glared at Alex, seething with

is a hospital. You might want to get

crossing his arms.

shrugged. "From the way your eyes look, I'd guess you have a sexually transmitted disease. If

nearly popped out

feel pain when

smirk. "Who would've guessed that the mighty son of Kingston would settle for a five-dollar

Charles'

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deepened. "What?

with a mix of anger and

your father

Charles' voice wavered, fear

know too. You're the only one

flushed with both anger and

Alex snapped back. "Go with one of the doctors, get

shoved Alex aside and stormed out, slamming the door behind

weary sigh and turned

sorry, Mr. Alex,” she said. “He's stubborn. Please don't let him get under

focus on your grandmother." He crossed over to the bed, where Elizabeth Kingston lay, her face ghostly

cancer was well into its

believed there

please get me some silver acupuncture

the room. A few

He retrieved a bottle filled with

placing them at precise points on Elizabeth's body,

feeling the weight of the procedure lift from his shoulders. "That's it?" one of the doctors in the

are coated with a toxin designed to target the cancer cells directly. It'll take

should we listen to you?" scoffed

buzzed. He glanced at the screen. "I have to take

back in, leading a posse