The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 119

Chapter 121

Howard swept back into the banquet hall with a self-assured stride, Sophia, Megan, and Marco tagging along behind him like a trio of dutiful followers.

By this point, most seats were taken, save for the last few at Alex's table, shoved right into the dingy corner of the

room.

Left with no other option, they joined Alex once more, looking like they'd just been sentenced to do time.

Determined to pretend he didn't exist, they sank into the chairs.

Megan leaned over, her excitement barely contained.

"Oh my God, Marco, you totally pulled it off! That was incredible!"

Sophia's expression softened in gratitude as she looked at Marco.

"Yes We owe it all to Mr. Ashford. If it weren't for his help, we wouldn't be here."

Megan threw Alex a cutting glare, resentment flaring in her eyes.

She still hadn't forgotten how he'd supposedly ruined their day.

"Exactly! Mr. Ashford is so damn talented he solved our issue with a single phone call! Unlike some people."

Marco flashed a modest grin, though the smugness plastered on his face said otherwise.

The truth was, he himself was stunned at how neatly everything came together. Since when was Charles Kingston this reliable?

The guy was a certified train wreck-always bungling every single job and lazy to boot.

If Marco hadn't needed his help so badly, he'd have sooner called a telemarketer. Unable to contain her scorn, Megan turned to Alex, lips curled into a sneer. "See this, Alex? This is the difference between you and Mr. Ashford."

Alex sighed wearily.

Megan's voice oozed sarcasm. "He snatched back our partnership in one measly phone call. Meanwhile, you're just a walking disaster. You're an expert at dragging us through the mud, but that's about it!"

Marco chuckled, the sound laced with mockery.

"Hey, go easy on him, Megan. The guy's special skills are limited to brown-nosing and blaming everyone but himself."

Megan gave a contemptuous snort.

"Please. As if he has anything else going for him. He's nothing more than a traitor, a boy toy, and a worthless freeloader."

and low. "Too bad that bitchy broad he clings to isn't here to see what a sorry excuse for

flash of cold steel shone in

voice calm but razor-sharp. "Finished airing your grievances yet? I came here to enjoy the

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listen to your drivel."

the truth?" Megan

Ashford's prowess, you wouldn't be crawling around like a stray dog whenever someone calls you out. Face it, Alex. You're

the attention-seeking type, but he sure as

and he wasn't

and challenging. "Then enlighten me-

her gaze toward him, condescending glare

the Kingston family's good books.

sure it was him?" Alex asked, cutting to the chase. "You

got us booted out in the

hair back,

that smug drawl, "why on earth would the Kingstons suddenly reverse their decision

mockery. "It's

impassive,

If I

rolling her eyes skyward. "Sounds like plain old jealousy to

"If that's how you want to spin

and a disdainful smirk twisted his

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huh? Fine. Let's entertain your ridiculous theory. But if you

better get the hell

problem," Alex replied, cool

flourish, Marco whipped out his phone

he said, in a

now?" Charles snapped on the other end, clearly in a

thanks for helping us out. You told your

Silence.

a whip. "I have no idea what you're babbling about.

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your crap again! And for the

line went dead with

place, and any earlier bravado evaporated

Charles didn't help, then who had? Was it just dumb

his expression somewhere between amusement and mild

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