The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 200

Chapter 202

Henry stood tall, even though his knees were practically quivering under Alex's

gaze.

Pride wouldn't let him back down. After all, if he caved now he'd never live it down.

"Kill me? Seriously, pal? What, you think you're some hotshot assassin?" Henry spat, his chest heaving.

"Let me tell you something: You so much as graze me the wrong way, and your body's gonna be nothing but confetti."

Alex cocked an eyebrow, then smacked Henry in the back of the head hard enough to make him stagger.

The force felt like a semi-truck plowing through Henry's skull.

"Confetti, huh?" Alex sneered, stepping closer.

"I just about rattled your brain, and guess what? I'm still breathing. Look, you threatened my family, so everything's fair game now. Ready to die? I can make that happen-no problem."

Henry stumbled, heart pounding.

He could practically taste death in the air, and it was nothing like his empty bluster.

Dropping to his knees, he swallowed his shame as if it were a knife scraping down his throat.

"P-please," he stammered, bowing so low that his forehead scraped the pavement.

"I messed up, okay? I butted in where I shouldn't have. Raymond-do whatever the hell you want with him. I won't interfere."

On the inside, Henry was burning.

This was a humiliation so foul it made his

eyes water.

No way was he letting it slide. His thirst for revenge was tuming into an obsession, but for now, he'd eat the dirt.

He'd be back.

Alex eyed him with a mix of disgust and boredom.

breathing

"Fine," he muttered. "Killing you here would be a waste of time. I don't need a horde of Chicago Lo down my neck. It's just disgusting, finding a pack of filthy dogs in front of your house just because you kicked the dirty puppy."

"Go on, crawl back under whatever rock you came from."

Alex released his aura, and in an instant, six bodyguards releasing from the weight that pushing them-they bolted to Henry's side and hauled their battered young master into a gleaming black limousine.

shouting, "How can you all be so useless!"

move.

his body trembling with fury. "You're dead, you hear

sped off before Alex could respond. He just shrugged, stuffing his hands

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met brats in

and miserable, realizing he'd just

had known where that chase for easy money would

The Lancaster Mansion

return, by taxi no less,

"Oh, thank goodness you're alright! We've been tearing

did those cops rough you up? Did they lock you in some filthy cell?" Jack chimed

around her like she'd come

fortune trying to bail

her own accord, with the very

smile, though her nerves

all Alex's fault, isn't it? That lowlife drags you into trouble every time he shows his

theatrical disgust. "Can't believe you got sucked into his mess again, Sis. You've gotta cut ties before

voice subdued but firm. "He was

rolled their

he was so squeaky

pounce on him in the

don't see them picking up random

saw no point in arguing.

The minute he heard you

at the mention of Charles's name. The living

Jack said enthusiastically. "If it wasn't for Charles, you'd be rotting in a cell. You owe him big

asked, genuinely

yank some levers behind the scenes. Bam-your cell door swung open." Sophia's thoughts spun as

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in, but maybe that was all thanks to Charles making

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to be grateful," Florence prodded, eyes gleaming

Charles you appreciate what he did. Why not call him up, ask him out for

forced another wobbly smile. "I'll

from drifting

orphanage rebuild in what used to be the Vancouver slum-a stretch of broken-down buildings now

through the dusty streets, Alex noticed the subtle

crews hammered away

desperate locals now had jobs and a

fresh cement mingled

like leaving would be the same as turning his back on

comfortable-until that old debt in

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