The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 232

Jericho's breath rasped as Alex's boot ground into his neck.

His checks flamed with humiliation, and his eyes flared with rage and panic.

In all his years clawing his way up-from Vancouver's back alleys to Vermont's glitzy political stage-Jericho had believed himself untouchable.

But now he lay in the dirt like a trampled dog, struggling for every breath under some unstoppable force of a man barely in his

twenties.

He spat dirt from his mouth.

"Let me go..." It came out as a pathetic wheeze, his voice cracking with desperation.

His pilot had been filming everything, eager to broadcast Jericho's triumph to certain smug relatives who'd been hoping to witness him punishing Alex.

Instead, they watched live as Jericho's nose hit the ground and Alex's foot pressed into him, forcing him to choke on his own

shame.

The Vermont families, once bowing to every word Jericho uttered, now stared in horror at his defeat.

They couldn't hear the words exchanged, but they saw enough: Jericho Kane, flattened and forced to kiss the concrete.

Panic spread, and suddenly they rushed to contact Kelly Kingston, throwing their support behind a new governor.

Alex's voice was calm, but each syllable ripped at Jericho's pride.

"Surrender the governorship. Do it willingly, and you and your family get to keep your wealth. You'll stay in business. That's my offer."

Jericho's throat constricted. "And if I refuse?"

Alex pressed down, making Jericho's bones scream.

"I kill you here. Then I'll find your whole family. You won't have a dime left to your name."

He eased up only enough to let Jericho gasp.

"The king has already shown you mercy, even after you schemed to rebel. You think you're so mighty?"

A bolt of terror shot through Jericho. His neck felt on the verge of snapping.

"Fine," he coughed. "I'll step down. Just... let me keep my fortune."

his boot. "That's the deal. Don't

and bones nearly broken, tried to prop himself up. His

the hell are

matter," Alex said,

fury exploded in a

nothing but the

shouted into the darkness, watching his own ambition dissolve into

decades building his

he had left was defeat-his allies fleeing and

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chest throbbed with rage

he'd never aimed

he'd reined

he'd never dared rebel against the

it was too

earlier, chaos

20

into the ward, panting,

Florence Lancaster jolted awake.

relatives, who'd been dozing in the comers, glared at Megan's

are you so frantic? What's going

in a

using every contact, every supplier in Vermont to attack us. Half of Vancouver's businesses have cut ties with the Lancaster Group-our deals are

the ward. Florence's heart pounded. "Are

about this. Our stock prices are plunging by the minute. If this keeps up, we'll

erupted among

we ever do

are they targeting

our Sophia, and now he wants to destroy everything we've

knew Jericho's reach was

could

to

turned to Clara, who was sleeping on

violence.

Kanes somehow? What caused this

choosing her

up at Jericho's party and beat up Bella Kane.

kept quiet about her own hidden

Florence's face darkened.