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.

the Prince of Kingston? You're a

entire body

bodyguards hadn't hesitated to beat him. He truly

the trees, the

make the mistake?"

sigh left his

Chapter 154

I hadn't desired the head

one time, Charles had enough wealth to last a

working as an executive in Kingston with a high salary, or even

of Vancouver.

didn't want to

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

Now, only regret remained.

building an empire, but a single mistake

the price one pays for setting

Charles whispered, a

nowhere to go. No home.

a heavy sigh, he pushed himself up, his body aching,

"Charles Kingston!"

out,

at

remember Arianna?" the man

Charles frowned. "Who?"

man's lips curled into something bitter. “A woman you slept with

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

flocked to him. Some

a game. His bodyguards used to

"Yeah, I figured you wouldn't remember

Charles could react, the

in

A knife.

Cold metal buried deep in

Shock swallowed him whole.

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his face. "And she wanted me to remind you-she swore she'd find a way to kill you if you broke

couldn't believe it. Couldn't believe he

unbearable. His legs shook. His strength

the knife out, blood spilling over Charles's

promised to let me sleep with her for a week

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the man walked away, leaving Charles kneeling

his vision, his breath shallow. Memories played in his mind like

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