The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 144

Chapter 146

Chapter 146

Jarvis pinned Jasper with a gaze so sharp it felt like a razor at his throat.

"Did you see it with your own eyes?" he demanded, his voice low and precise. Jasper swallowed hard. "No," he admitted, "but Hank told me he saw him do it." For a moment, Jarvis simply stared, and Jasper's pulse thundered his ears.

He could swear his fate dangled by a thread beneath Jarvis's cold scrutiny.

Then, with a curt jerk of his head, Jarvis turned and strode toward the front entrance of the sprawling mansion.

Soldiers had already forced Hank and Hugo down on their knees, and they trembled under the weight of his judgment.

He halted in front of them, his voice as steely as his glare. "You-both of you. Who killed Harlan?"

Hank, sweating bullets, jabbed a finger at Hugo. "It was him! Hugo killed Boss Harlan!"

Jarvis's gaze shifted to Hugo. "Explain."

Hugo's voice came out dull,

spent.

"When I got there, Harlan was already on the floor. He was dead."

"Liar!" Hank spat. "You killed Boss Harlan!"

Jarvis repeated himself, his voice dropping ominously low. "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Hank couldn't hold Jarvis's gaze.

"No," he admitted reluctantly, "but Hugo was the last one with the boss. When I walked in, Harlan was on the ground."

Jarvis moved faster than thought.

He drew his gun and fired a single shot.

Hank slumped forward, blood painting the floor in a harsh stroke of reality.

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Jasper staggered back, heart pounding. The instant shift from accusation to execution made his stomach churn.

Meanwhile, Hugo watched Hank's body collapse with a quiet acceptance.

He'd walked this dangerous road for too long, fully aware that one day-be it a rival's bullet or a friend's betrayal-the underworld would claim him too.

life, he'd already signed his

JV

unflinching, the strong do what they can, and the weak suffer what

eyes burning with ruthless

If you didn't kill Harlan, who

a

with a

floor...and she was

"A woman? Who?"

Hugo's gaze flicked upward.

her-she's the one who

Banquet. I'm not

Chapter 146

I'm

chill settled over the mansion as

digging-now! I don't care what it costs

if you have to tear Vancouver

motion, Jarvis pressed his gun to

gunshot

ceremony of the Lancaster Group's new partnership

lined up like trophies at the entrance of the

in, each one eager to show

Jasmine sat in a discreet coffee shop across the street, sipping her latte with a casual grace. She looked up when Alex walked in, lifting a hand in

Her black blouse and fitted skirt exuded

seat across from her, eyeing her choice

straight to the point," she said, tapping her manicured nails on the

raised an eyebrow. "And why would

you knocked me out for the night,

seat. "A man like him makes a lot of enemies. He was always a ticking time

him, drumming her fingertips on her coffee cup. "Harlan's death won't shake Vancouver. But men like Harlan usually have powerful forces

gaze hardened. "You mean Jericho

"He's one, but he won't stick his neck out just because Harlan's gone. He's

with a dangerous amount of influence—someone

tugged at Alex's lips. "If he's coming for me, let him come. Another enemy in my life doesn't change much."

don't you? 'What doesn't kill you

the way, Charles Kingston's in town today. He wants to flex his power and rally

Alex

"No. But

the guy Kelly

I'd like a little

lifted a brow. "What's your

to clip Jericho's wings." Her words were sweetly spoken bet rang with

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