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.

I dare? You're nothing now-just a broke nobody. Still think you're the Prince of Kingston? You're a thief. I'll give you one week.

entire body went

hesitated to beat him. He

in the park, the wind rustling through the trees, the sun

I make the

his

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I hadn't desired

enough wealth to last

with a high salary, or

of Vancouver. When the time comes, Los Angeles

believed him. He didn't

him past reason, past caution. Desire ruled

Now, only regret remained.

decades building an empire, but a single mistake could

pays for setting oneself an impossible

a hollow ache settling

to go. No home. No

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

"Charles Kingston!"

out, sharp and

turned, squinting at

Arianna?" the

Charles frowned. "Who?"

something bitter. “A woman you slept

I've slept with a lot of

to him. Some became

a game. His bodyguards

stepped closer. "Yeah, I

react, the man's hand

exploded in Charles's

A knife.

tensing. Cold

Shock swallowed him whole.

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cruel smirk on his face. "And she wanted me to remind you-she

believe it. Couldn't believe

pain was unbearable. His legs shook. His

knife out, blood spilling over Charles's hands as

promised to let me sleep with her for a week if I

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that, the man walked away, leaving Charles kneeling on

shallow. Memories played in his mind like a cruel film

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