The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 147

Chapter 147

Marco stormed into the room, his anger barely contained.

Charles Kingston sat comfortably, flanked by Bill and a few bodyguards from Vermont.

"Marco, you're here to join the fun too?" Charles grinned, leaning back in his sofa.

"Charles, I transferred my money. You said Vermont National Life Group would enter Vancouver, but why hasn't it happened yet?" Marco demanded.

Charles chuckled, swirling his drink.

"I promised they would come, but I never said it would be today. Be patient, Marco. Are you already running out of money? I heard your gigolo business is thriving. Those old ladies are practically throwing their fortunes at you."

Everyone in the room was aware of Marco's primary business, but hearing Charles mock him still stung-especially since it was his money that had been lost.

"I heard your sister, Jasmine Kingston, is stopping the expansion. My money-l want it back."

"She did?" Charles laughed, the sound casual, almost amused.

"Marco, if you're too scared to take a loss in business, maybe you shouldn't be in it. The stock will reach Vancouver when the time is right-just not now."

"And remember, you invested through Bill, not me. I'm just the middleman."

Marco clenched his fists, understanding all too well that Charles had no intention of returning his

And he didn't dare demand it from Bill.

His eyes darkened. "Charles, would it be a problem if I helped you... control your little sister a bit?"

Charles raised an eyebrow, then smirked.

money.

"Please. However you plan to change her mind, that's your business. The only thing I can promise is that I won't interfere. Hell, I might even support you."

"Fine." Marco lifted his chin, looking proud, arrogant. "I know some guys-a gangsters who'll do the dirty work for the right price. It's time to teach you how to control your little sister."

He turned and walked toward the door, his footsteps echoing in the silence. Charles didn't bother looking up.

He smiled lazily, taking another sip of his drink. "Just don't die."

Kingston were that easy to

a reason-no matter how many tried to

long after, two figures dressed in black entered the

stepped in, an unsettling stench filled

the foul

thick and suffocating, yet Bill welcomed them without

Bill's managers the man had come all the way from Vermont

newcomers. "They are

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Charles frowned, his skepticism evident. "People

The manager's expression darkened.

a breath. "Mr.

a transaction with demons, with the dark side. And every

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something about

fingers curled against his glass, cold seeping

spoke with the two figures,

to look at

very,

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guests arrived, filling the venue with

glowed overhead, casting soft light over the luxurious

drawing polite applause, while below, guests

her younger brother- stood near one of the grand

glowing with pride, while Jack looked bored out of

Sophie," Florence gushed, her eyes drifting over the

And to think one day, this might

modest. "Mom, I'm just a partner. The

Florence cackled, throwing a smug glance at a passing

Kingstons, we'll never have to worry about money again. Right,

though his tone held a

in the dough now, how

already give you more spending money than you need.

managing fine, until I dumped all my savings into Vermont National Life. Now, I'my begging for

ically

knuckles tightened around

few days. Sell when you get the chance, buy with your own money, and quit bothering me about

of the corner of her eye, she caught sight