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

body went

bodyguards hadn't hesitated to beat him. He truly had

wind rustling through the

make the mistake?" he murmured, voice

sigh left his lips,

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hadn't

one time, Charles had enough wealth to last a

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

take care of Vancouver. When the time comes, Los Angeles will

hadn't believed him. He didn't want to wait. He wanted

reason, past caution. Desire ruled him, and it led

Now, only regret remained.

empire, but a single mistake

the price one pays for setting oneself

whispered, a hollow ache settling in

go. No home.

he pushed himself up,

"Charles Kingston!"

voice rang out, sharp and

at

Arianna?"

Charles frowned. "Who?"

bitter. “A woman you slept with for a week, then

scoffed, shaking his head. "Sorry, I've slept with a lot of

always flocked to him. Some became obsessed,

had all been a game. His bodyguards used to handle

I figured

Charles could react, the

in Charles's

A knife.

body tensing. Cold metal buried

Shock swallowed him whole.

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The man twisted the blade, a cruel smirk on his face. "And she wanted me to remind you-she swore she'd find a way to kill you if you broke

believe it. Couldn't believe

pain was unbearable. His legs shook. His

spilling over Charles's hands as he

promised to let me sleep with her for

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the man walked away, leaving Charles

Memories played in his mind like a cruel film

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