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

outside

their first time seeing a real helicopter land in the fields behind the

like

Alex calmly standing

my entire life. Explain why I'm suddenly keeling over with this goddamn pain,

Raymond, you think I poisoned you? Sounds

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glared, jaw clenching through waves

behind it. Just

over,

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

of them, Tony, turned a hostile stare on Alex. "What the hell is wrong

word like an insult. "Get over here and cure him, or I'll make you

forward when those venomous words slapped the

help... and this is their attitude? Who

Alex said, his voice dripping with contempt. "Because I'm

silence fell over the group. Nobody had ever dared show such blatant disregard

boss is a goddamn VIP. If you don't get on your knees and help

another guard chimed in, eyes narrowed. "Unless you're dying to have your skull caved in, get over

a sneer. "Try me, you

talk for a nobody who doesn't know what pain feels like. If you don't fix our boss, I'll burn this place to the ground-every last board and brick, and every miserable soul

forward with a crackling punch aimed straight for

through the air-a clear sign he

in his eyes

demanded worship, and by working for Raymond,

before the punch even grazed Alex's

sudden crack-the guard's neck

a scream before collapsing, dead on

thought they were indispensable. Go join them." Alex flicked his hand as if shaking

family here

jumped back, eyes wide with terror. They whipped

gaze darkened. "So you all came here to kill me, is that it? You really want to die

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

panic warring with agony as more blood bubbled at

arrogant bastard not only refuses to save me, he just murdered one of my men! How are you going to handle

your crew started this. Why come here just to die together? Go find another place. Don't die in this small village, only to be left as nothing but

his dead bodyguard, and for the first time in