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.

eyes.

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

harsh laugh

it's my life you want on the table, then it's all in! But I'll

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

strange powders, murky liquids, and containers that looked like something out

closer to Alex, her

know Charles would love thing more than to see

a devil-may-care grin. "Don't sweat it. Trust me, I've had nightmares

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

"Keep your shirt on, Charles. Wouldn't want you passing out from all that self-righteous rage

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

results soon filled a small vial with a thick,

dull thud, it seemed to suck the

and shoved the vial toward Alex with a triumphant sneer. "Here

went pale at the sight. "Alex, don't do this," she whispered urgently. "It's obviously dangerous-deadly poison. There's

to shy away from theatrics, snatched the vial and tipped it back in

down his throat, and the entire

grin faltered, confusion spreading across

Jasmine blurted. "How-how

his teeth. "Bitter aftertaste. Kinda like cheap