The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 206

Charles slammed his palms on the gleaming marble table so hard that everyone in the room flinched.

He fixed Alex with a scornful glare, lips twisted into a sneer that practically reeked of condescensión.

"Cut the crap!" he thundered, his tone rolling through the air like distant thunder.

"Don't you dare compare your lowly peasant life to mine. Seriously, take a good look at yourself in the mirror-if you can stand the sight."

Alex leaned back against his chair, crossing his arms with the kind of ease that only comes from complete self-confidence.

"You always this full of hot air, Charles? If you're too much of a coward to accept my challenge, just get on your knees, admit you're a spineless poser, and apologize with one of your arms. Maybe I'll find it in my heart to forgive your sorry behind."

Charles's face went red as a brick, anger roaring inside him.

"You" he sputtered, seething so hard he could barely spit the words out.

For a moment, he seemed torn.

As the wealthy heir to the Kingston fortune, there was no upside to risking his life against some "filthy nobody."

But he sure as hell couldn't back down without losing every last shred of dignity.

Just then, Mr. Fleming-an older man wearing gold-rimmed glasses that screamed 'professional lab rat'- stepped in, voice calm but firm.

"Rest assured, Mr. Kingston. My skill in concocting bacterial cultures is unmatched in Vancouver. Whatever vile brew this peon produces, I can promise it won't harm you.

narrowed his eyes. "You're

his chest, pride oozing from every pore. "I've spent years perfecting my craft. No one

laugh tear

have ourselves a deal. Alex, if it's my life you want on the table, then it's all in! But I'll make damn sure you regret ever crossing

wide, worried eyes-and at another corner, Jessica, sporting a half- smirk, clearly entertained by the idea that Alex might end up permanently out of

had each dispatched their subordinates to gather supplies: strange powders,

closer to Alex, her

and you know Charles would love thing more than

it. Trust me, I've had nightmares scarier

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Chapter 206

nearby, jeered loudly, "Less talk, more mixing, jerk! Unless you're ready to run off like a little pup with your tail

his eyes. "Keep your shirt on, Charles. Wouldn't want you passing out from all

moving his hands in a blur, mixing this chemical with that, swirling

results soon filled a small vial with a

table with a dull thud, it seemed to

toward Alex with a triumphant sneer. "Here you go, jerk. Care

pale at the sight. "Alex, don't do this," she whispered urgently. "It's obviously dangerous-deadly poison. There's no way anyone who drinks that is going

never one to shy away from theatrics, snatched the vial and tipped it

slid down his throat, and the entire room seemed to

smug grin faltered, confusion spreading across his features

blurted. "How-how do you

his tongue against his teeth. "Bitter aftertaste. Kinda like