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."

bad that bitchy broad he clings

of cold steel shone

voice calm but razor-sharp. "Finished airing your grievances yet?

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listen to your drivel."

can't handle the truth?"

like a stray dog whenever someone calls you out. Face it, Alex. You're a lost

he sure as hell wouldn't stand

and

tilted his head, voice low and challenging. "Then enlighten me- what is Marco

toward him, condescending glare locked on

made one phone call that got us back in the Kingston family's good books. If that's not skill,

it was him?" Alex asked, cutting

it be? Certainly not you, the clown who got us booted out in the first place. If I were a guy,

hair back, the

"why on earth would the

Megan jumped in, her smile dripping mockery. "It's obvious, so why don't you

remained impassive, his voice

If I were you, I'd double-check before applauding

skyward. "Sounds like plain old jealousy to

shrugged, unbothered. "If that's how you want to

eyes narrowed, and a disdainful smirk twisted his

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huh? Fine. Let's entertain your

get the

replied, cool as a

Marco whipped out his phone and

he said, in a tone dripping

now?" Charles snapped on the other end,

wanted to say thanks for helping us out. You told your

Silence.

idea what you're babbling about. I'm

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Don't drag me into your crap again! And for the love of God, stop calling me

line went dead

froze in place, and any earlier bravado evaporated like a puff of

help, then who had? Was it

his expression somewhere between amusement and mild

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