The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 117

Chapter 117

Alex's expression remained calm, almost bored.

"Don't worry about me. What I do is none of your concern.

Marco's lip curled in disdain. "I figured. Better to bluff your way in than admit you don't belong,"

His voice softened as he turned to Jasmine, an oily charm coating his words.

"Listen, sweetheart, let me save you the headache. Don't be fooled by this guy- Alex is no trust fund prince. He's got nothing, and he sure as hell doesn't deserve a woman like you."

In Marco's mind, there was no way a rich, beautiful woman like Jasmine would willingly choose a down-on-his- luck man like Alex.

He had to have tricked her what other explanation could there be?

But Jasmine's laughter rang out-loud, unrestrained, and entirely unladylike.

It was the kind of laugh that made everyone in the room turn their heads.

It was as if she'd just heard the punchline of the funniest joke in the world.

Tears pricked the corners of her eyes as she struggled to catch her breath.

She borrowed a billion dollars from Alex, yet people still thought he was broke and jobless.

In reality, he was the miracle doctor known as "God's Hand." Everyone was searching for this man.

"Oh my goodness," Jasmine gasped between fits of laughter, her composure completely shattered.

The elegant woman they thought they knew was gone, replaced by someone carefree and wild with amusement.

Everyone stared, shocked.

Jasmine suddenly grabbed Alex's hand, gripping it tightly.

"So... he's poor and jobless, is he?" She giggled, leaning closer to him. "That just makes me want to stand even closer to him."

Marco blinked, thrown off by her response. He hadn't expected that.

"Honey, with your face and figure, you could marry into any mansion in the city," he said, trying to regain control.

"Why settle for living in a cardboard box with him?"

Jasmine's laughter renewed, spilling out uncontrollably. Marco's words only made him sound more ridiculous.

If only he knew.

In Vancouver, every wealthy and powerful man longed to win her heart.

measure up to Alex-not a

at a solitary peak, where only the best of the

with amusement as she slid her arm through Alex's and shrugged

in a cardboard box with him would probably feel like heaven,"

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is an exceptional man. As long as I'm with

out a bitter laugh, but it cracked halfway through "Exceptional? Puh- lease. He's got no cash, no fame,

she felt another laugh bubbling

definitely more handsome than you. And let's see... kinder, stronger... should

room seemed

hum of conversations continued in the background, but to Marco, it felt like every pair

use of a handsome face? In the end, he's just a boy toy!" Marco's expression darkened, shadows clouding his sharp

is, he's the one who can't take anything from me. You'll regret it when he uses you for your

the sound light and airy, but this time she lost control,

had tried-tried to give Alex every chance to take advantage

no matter what she did, this man

forward, eyes glinting with a mix of

he takes advantage of me. But it

teasing. She

when will you take advantage

frowned in unison, their faces a mirror of disapproval. Even Alex's ears

boldness was shameless, undeniable-and

envy twisted inside him

didn't she flirt

the best bachelor in Vancouver-hell, half the women in

much as

them.

voice rose, cracking slightly with desperation. "That guy is a liar! It won't do you any good to stay with

tilted her head, as though deep in thought, then suddenly ducked behind

wolf away! I think he's the

Marco's voice faltered, his composure slipping by the

so humiliated, so powerless. Her stubbornness was driving

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could she go back to

quiet any longer. She stepped forward, looking Jasmine up and down like

with incredulity. "He's the best bachelor in Vancouver. Just talking to him is an honor for most women." Jasmine took a small step closer to Alex, her smile teasing as she tilted her head. "Here comes the second liar's helper. I knew liars travel packs. This place is really getting dangerous.

their anger mmering like a kettle about

deserves to be deceived!" Megan spat, her

warnings, but she has the nerve to speak rudely! How ungrateful! Just let that loser tuin her. One day, when she's crying her eyes out, she'll remember that we tried to

help," Março gritted out, his jaw clenched so tightly it

was jealous, and it gnawed at

other for a long time, right? Sophia's voice

eyes narrowed as she observed Jasmine and