The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 167

Raymond frantically dialed number after number, desperate for anyone who could save him.

But every time the call connected and people arrived, the answer was the same- was tearing him apart from the inside.

His breath came in ragged gasps, and blood oozed from the corner of his eye.

no one could handle whatever

A sudden wave of horror crushed him: he was running out of time. He practically stabbed at his phone.

"Lyra...!"

Lyra's voice sounded maddeningly calm on the other end. Uncle Raymond. So... have you finally prepared the Cheval Blanc paperwork?"

"You little wretch," Raymond snarled, his voice cracking with anguish. "I told my people to handle it, all right? Tell your man to get over here and fix me!"

Lyra only snorted. "You're the one begging for help, Uncle. Doesn't seem polite to order him around like some lapdog, does it?"

Raymond's pain spiked; his vision blurred red. Still, he forced down his fury and stammered, "Fine-where's Alex? I'll come to him myself."

Lyra sounded almost amused. "Oh, I'm with him now. We're at a small village about two hours outside Vancouver by bus. I'll send you the location. Hurry, unless you'd rather drop dead first."

The moment Raymond got the GPS pin, he barked at his pilot, "Move, dammit! Find that brat-now!"

The helicopter tore across the sky, slicing the trip down to ten minutes instead of the usual twenty-five.

One hour earlier, at a small orphanage in a dusty mining town...

Alex was busy sorting out donation funds with Ruth, the orphanage caretaker.

She felt overwhelmed by the sudden windfall-exactly one million dollars.

Josephine helped the restaurant while Alex patiently explained the paperwork to Ruth.

Lyra called. "Alex, where are you?"

"Why?"

"My father says Raymond's collapsing from whatever poison you predicted. I want to come see you. Mind if I drop by?"

Not long after Lyra arrived, the thundering chop of helicopter blades overhead

running outside

was their first time seeing a real helicopter

like a man on the brink of

spotted Alex calmly standing

life. Explain why I'm suddenly

Raymond, you think I poisoned you? Sounds like

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glared, jaw clenching through

it. Just

doubled over,

exchanged panicked looks-if their boss died, nobody would sign their

on Alex. "What the hell is wrong with

insult. "Get over here and cure him, or I'll make you regret crawling out of your mother's

those venomous words slapped the air. His expression turned

is their attitude? Who the hell do these fools think

voice dripping with contempt.

dared show such blatant

one bodyguard snarled, veins bulging in his neck. "Our boss is a goddamn VIP. If you

"Unless you're dying to have your

in a sneer. "Try

you don't fix our

a crackling punch

air-a clear

in his

tyrant who demanded worship, and by working

before the punch even grazed

guard's neck twisted at an

didn't even manage a scream

of men who thought they were indispensable. Go join them." Alex flicked his hand as if

my family here leads

eyes wide with terror. They whipped out their firearms,

to kill me, is that it? You

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with a slow, mocking clap. "Gentlemen, if you're here for trouble, I suggest you load your boss back into that helicopter and go buy him a coffin. You'd

was half-collapsed, panic warring with agony as more blood bubbled at his

to save me, he just murdered one of

lip curled in disdain. "Uncle Raymond, you and your crew started this. Why come here just to die together? Go find another

the first time in years,