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

real helicopter land in

looking like a

Alex calmly standing

clutching his chest. "I've been healthy my entire life. Explain why I'm suddenly keeling over with this goddamn pain, you-little punk! Did you do this

you think I poisoned

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glared, jaw clenching

it. Just

doubled over,

panicked looks-if their boss

on Alex. "What the hell is wrong with

like an insult. "Get over here and cure him,

to step forward when those venomous words slapped the air. His

ones desperate for my help... and this is their attitude? Who the hell do these

his voice dripping with contempt. "Because

fell over the group. Nobody had ever dared show

bodyguard snarled, veins bulging in his neck. "Our boss is a goddamn VIP. If you don't

have your

in a sneer. "Try me, you

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

with a crackling punch aimed straight for Alex's

fist blurred through the air-a clear sign he

in his eyes looked unsettling,

worship, and by

grazed Alex's cheek,

guard's neck twisted

didn't even manage a scream before collapsing, dead on

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

my family here leads

eyes wide with terror.

"So you all came here to kill me, is

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

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

refuses to save me, he just murdered one of my men! How are

you and your crew started this. Why come here just to die together? Go find another place. Don't die in this small village, only

the first time in years, true fear