The Almighty Dominance

Two of Charles's men tore down the valley in a frenzy, only to find wo vehicles smashed together and pinned by a fallen tree. Sprawled on the ground was a corpse, the sight so grim it turned their stomachs. Instinct jolted them to draw their weapons, scanning every shadow with anxious eyes.

One guard snapped open his radio, voice tight with urgency. "Young Master, Kelly's out of the forest. Two of our guys got

wasted."

Chris's reply exploded through the speaker.

"Are you all braindead? She's poisoned and barely standing, yet you let her slip through? Worthless bastards! Either find her and drag her back, or don't bother coming home!"

"Yes, Sir." The guard's voice was clipped, dread rolling off him in waves. He signaled to the others. "She's weak and poisoned- move it!"

The four men dove into the trees like wolves on the hunt, their fear of failure overshadowed only by their fear of Chris.

Back in the study, Charles stood tall, his tone deceptively calm as he addressed Chris Nolan and Bianca.

"Our dirty laundry's about to hit the wind. I need both of you to get out of here and head straight to Vermont."

Chris tried to argue. "But-"

"No buts." Charles's voice cut like a blade. "If Kelly sings, Jasmine Il come for me. She could even drag my father into this. You both are dead! I won't let that happen."

He turned to Chris, "You used to be the greatest knight in Vancouver. In Vermont,

I expect you to rise above that-be more than a knight. Be superhuman."

Chris hesitated. "I'm a criminal. The only reason I'm here is because you promised to clear my record."

Asly grin slid across Charles's face. "In Vancouver, you are. In Vermont, you're free as a bird. Jericho Kane rules there, and he'll set you up."

"Fine." Chris grabbed Bianca's arm with a grunt. "We're leaving."

Charles pointed at the door. "The private jet's waiting.'

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Bianca lingered, glancing back at him. "And what happens to you??

low and

they'll be-accusations. And if I clean this mess properly, she won't have a damn thing but

the door behind them

"Pathetic. No wonder your

his throat, mock

manners. It's rude to insult the idiot we're supposed to

lip curled. "Why the hell would I do

of Bill. "So he can stay

glowered at them both, fury

Kane's disciples-sent to "protect

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but contempt for

down Kelly, Chris said, forcing an icy calm into his

one

sneered, longing like he

Must be nice running a worthless hole like Kingston. Maybe Bill and I should just cut

eyes flared. "Don't underestimate her. She was trained by Father's

tossed back a cold laugh. "Elite? She'd be

composure snapped like a twig. "Then get

over, clapping Charles on the shoulder hard enough to

that Aphrodite pill, right? We both know there's only one antidote. When I run into her, I'll enjoy every second with her. Maybe I'll record it for you-give you a front-row seat to

his fists

after her for five years, and

But don't worry-I'll leave you

roar of an engine followed as

shame and fury warring in his

closing in, mocking

father had chosen Jasmine to lead instead of

instead of bringing him in, Chris had conspired to siphon billions from Kingston into his own pocket, ensuring Jasmine's

secured a loan and kept

Charles grabbed the phone and called Jericho Kane. He wanted the power to

corners of his mind, he knew he was shackling himself

burned in his ears, calling him weak,