The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 152

Chapter 154

Charles Kingston snapped awake on a grimy park bench, every muscle in his body screaming.

Bruises covered him.

His pockets were empty-robbed clean.

His so-called bodyguard and driver had done this, beaten him senseless, dumped him here like trash, and taken everything.

Then, his smartwatch buzzed violently against his wrist-an incoming call.

They must have left his smartwatch because it was cracked-worthless to them.

It was still strapped to his wrist, a mocking reminder of the power he used to have.

"Mister Kingston." The voice from his smartwatch cut through his daze.

His lawyer.

"What... what happened?" Charles croaked, throat raw.

"I need to inform you, sir. The court has temporarily seized all your properties."

Charles froze. His heart thundered in his chest. Losing his properties could only mean one thing: he had lost everything

"All... of them?" he whispered.

"Yes," the lawyer said bluntly. "And I must resign as your counsel. You still owe our firm nearly a hundred thousand dollars from your previous case—"

Charles ended the call before he could say more, blocking the number without hesitation.

Desperation clawed at him as he tried Marco next.

The phone rang endlessly, no answer. Fuming, he fired off a text.

"I need to borrow a million dollars."

The reply came back in seconds.

"What the hell? You already owe me forty million for Vermont National Life Group! Pay up or I'll kill you."

Charles's hands shook with rage.

No one had ever spoken to him like that.

"How dare you, you bastard!" he spat into the phone.

Marco's text landed like a punch.

nobody. Still think you're the Prince of Kingston? You're

entire body went

own bodyguards hadn't hesitated to beat him.

stood there in the park, the wind rustling through the

the mistake?" he

his lips, heavy with

Chapter 154

hadn't desired the head

enough wealth

executive in Kingston with a high salary, or even assisting his

of Vancouver. When the

didn't want to

him, driving him past reason, past caution. Desire ruled him, and it led him straight to

Now, only regret remained.

but a single mistake could bring

is the price one pays for setting oneself an impossible

have I done..." Charles whispered, a hollow ache settling in his

No home.

himself up, his body aching, every movement laced

"Charles Kingston!"

rang out, sharp

at the

you remember Arianna?" the

Charles frowned. "Who?"

lips curled into something bitter. “A woman you slept

his head. "Sorry, I've slept with a

Some became

game. His bodyguards used to

"Yeah, I figured

before Charles could react, the

exploded in Charles's

A knife.

breath hitched, his body tensing. Cold metal buried deep

Shock swallowed him whole.

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wanted me to remind you-she swore she'd find

couldn't believe it. Couldn't

unbearable. His

yanked the knife out, blood spilling

to let me sleep with her for a week if I stabbed you. Easy

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the man walked away, leaving Charles kneeling

his vision, his breath shallow. Memories played in his

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