The Almighty Dominance

hapter 113

Alex rose to his feet, concern flickering in his gaze.

"All right, I'll take my leave now, Elizabeth, you need rest."

Jasmine stood up as well. "I'll see you out," she said, then turned to the old

woman.

"Nana, please don't worry about Charles. You should rest, too."

Elizabeth closed her eyes, heaving a tired sigh.

"You're right, child. It's not like I don't know his temper after all these years. Maybe it's my fault for spoiling him too much."

Meanwhile, in another hospital room down the hallway, a similar scene was unraveling-albeit with far more chaos.

Jack, every inch of him in bandages, lay moaning on his hospital bed.

Thick plaster casts wrapped around both legs, and his head was swathed so tightly that only his nose and mouth showed.

His eyes burned with anger.

"Mom! I can't believe Alex actually hit me. You have to teach that bastard a lesson he'll never forget!" he whined, nearly spitting with rage.

Florence smoothed her hand over Jack's blanket as if to soothe him. "Don't worry, sweetie. I promise you, he'll never see daylight again once I'm through with him."

Marco cleared his throat and stepped closer.

"Mrs. Lancaster, it's appalling that Alex dared to lay a hand on you and Jack. It's almost a relief Sophia finally divorced him."

Florence's features twisted with fury.

"Exactly. But he's not getting away with this. Please, help me figure out how to teach that jerk a real lesson. I can't sleep at night knowing my son is lying here in pain while he just goes on living his life."

Marco nodded, leaning in conspiratorially. "I know some people who won't mind roughing him up. If that's what you want,

consider it done."

Florence's eyes gleamed. "That would be perfect. Force him to kneel in front of Jack and me. Let him kiss our feet."

A grin stretched across Jack's face, though the motion made him wince in pain.

"Marco, make sure they break a few of his bones. Let's see if he can still act tough after that."

Marco cackled maliciously. "Don't worry. By the time they're done, he'll be begging on all fours, drooling blood, and pleading for forgiveness. Can you picture him crawling over to lick your feet?" 1

a sense of

am," Marco sneered, puffing out his

marriage to Sophia had always felt like a

wealthy and beautiful woman? The opportunity to punish Alex-and perhaps snag Sophia for

after, Sophia swept into Jack's

sleek white dress that clung to her

every move, a hungry gleam in

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Jack said, pushing himself upright

pointing at his heavily bandaged

do you see how

told me what happened. He apologized over the phone. Let's just put this

us?" Jack's shout echoed in the

Injuries disappear. He nearly killed me,

how can we forgive and forget so easily? If that was the case, nobody would ever end up

feeling a headache coming

my feet, and beg for

still your brother-in-law. And

"Don't lie! The two of you are divorced, and you're still taking

is your brother-your flesh and blood. How

and besides, we need to consider everything that

back the hundred million dollars you supposedly stole from the company and handed over to him! You're so blinded by your feelings for him that-"

paused, momentarily confused. "The money. He said you gave him a huge amount-like a hundred million. I'm just trying to get it

in the

you I never give him that money! Do I look like I have that kind of money lying around? Alex made that up! How could you believe such

back down. "People in love do crazy things. I wouldn't have been

felt her last shred of patience snap. "The only crazy thing here is you threatening him over a nonexistent fortune. No

scowled as if he'd been personally betrayed. "Sophia, you're my sister. You're supposed to be on my side. Look at me, now. I am in pain! Where is

to abandon your own

Sophia growled. She spun on her heel and stormed

Her temples throbbed.

them, her mind felt battered and bruised, even more

she had hurled some harsh words at Alex herself in the heat

made her stomach twist

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had a reason for

replayed the scene in her mind, furious at

and Jasmine sat in the back of a sleek black limousine, the citysc rushing

rode in tense silence until