The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 153 Chapter 153

They made it to one of the biggest hotels in Vancouver in record time, with Lyra setting a brisk pace and offering no explanation.

She merely grabbed Alex by the hand and guided him up to the tenth floor lounge, where two men waited.

One was Lyra's father, Joe Thompson, looking healthier than the last time Alex had seen him.

The other was a man perhaps twenty years Alex's senior, built like an aging prizefighter with the kind of intense gaze that hinted he'd once been a force to be reckoned with.

His suit looked one size too mall, struggling to contain his bulky frame.

One glance at his cold, unreadable expression told Alex this was not a man to be trifled with.

"Mr. Alex, I'm glad you could make it!" Joe said, standing up the moment Alex and Lyra stepped inside.

The old man's voice still carried warmth despite his recent brush with death. "How're you feeling, Mr. Thompson?" Alex asked.

"Can't complain," Joe replied with a grateful nod. "I owe it all to you. Frankly, I wouldn't be breathing if not for that pill you gave me."

"It was nothing," Alex said humbly. He still remembered Lyra telling him how desperately her father had needed the

miraculous cure.

Lyra grabbed Alex's arm, "Alex, there's someone I'd like you to meet."

She motioned to the muscular man.

"This is Raymond Wellington, a renowned medical expert out of Chicago. He's got plenty of experience in pharmaceuticals- and collects rare herbs from all over, including Vancouver."

eyes flicked

'brilliant doctor' I've heard so

to drive, let alone practice medicine. This better not be a waste of

Wellington, you shouldn't judge people on

say, then I don't mind letting him take a crack at me. Let's see if his so-called 'gift' can find anything wrong with a man who's as healthy as a

calm as ever. "It's clear what's afflicting

bull is that? Even the

their limitation,"

I can see you're very ill-poisoned, in fact. You've been ingesting it for

likely through your regular food or supplements. If you don't stop, you won't last more than a

of Raymond's mouth twisted into a smirk. "Poison, huh? That's a neat little sales pitch. I bet you'll pull out some magical antidote next and try to bleed me for every dime you can.

toxin."

a small shrug. "Physical strength won't save you

echoing across the lounge. "I've been taking

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ever tried to slip me anything. You're either delusional or a

the mother of

My guess is this kid fed you some 'miracle' remedy that was nothing

Lyra's patience snapped.

you think he's a fraud, why don't we make a bet?" she challenged, stepping closer and crossing her arms. "You're so sure he's wrong-fine. Let's put something on

raised an eyebrow, intrigued despite himself. "You

door because

tugged at Raymond's lips. "And if I'm still alive and

the Thompson plantation's entire herb yield," Lyra replied evenly, her voice laced with challenge. "I know you've had your eyes on

a moment, then gave a low chuckle. "Well, aren't you bold. That's a

"My daughter runs the family business now. Whatever she