The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 250

Chapter 252

Alex watched with icy indifference as Owen's bodyguards surged forward and snatched the ornate box from his hand. He let them have it-this once.

"You ignorant little quack," Owen spat venomously, his sneer sharp enough to slice through steel.

"Heaven Root isn't just some miracle herb-it's the ultimate treasure for warriors like us. You, a pathetic excuse for a doctor, couldn't appreciate its worth even if it bit you in the ass!"

Smugly, Owen slapped the box with contemptuous triumph.

"Uncle Jericho's already handed this over to me. It's mine now, doctor boy."

Instead of exploding into fury, Alex's lips twisted into a chilling, knife-edged smile directed straight at Jericho Kane.

"Fool me once-shame on you. Twice-shame on me. But thrice? Then I'm the goddamn fool."

He strode past Jericho, leaning in close enough to whisper venomous words straight into his trembling ear

"If that Heaven Root isn't in my hand before I leave this cursed mansion, don't blame me when your bloodline ends three generations deep."

Jericho Kane felt ice spike through his veins, terror tightening around his heart like a hangman's noose.

Alex paused a heartbeat longer, eyes blazing like hellfire. "No one cheats me three times and sees the dawn again."

"You worthless bastard!" Owen crowed arrogantly from behind, laughing like the winner of some sadistic game.

"Take your filthy money and crawl out of here. Refuse it, and I'll throw it to charity. They deserve it more than you!"

Ignoring Owen's mocking laughter, Alex called calmly, his voice steady as iron calling to the next room, "Josephine, we're done here. Let's go."

"Right behind you," Josephine said quickly, catching up with him as he strode towards the exit.

She glanced nervously back at Jericho, but Alex merely offered her a reassuring smile, as though the chaotic humiliation they'd just endured had been nothing but a passing breeze.

Meanwhile, Jericho Kane stood immobilized, dread pooling deep within him like poison.

A wave of nausea crashed through him as he realized what a catastrophic mistake he'd made crossing Alex.

"Owen, hand me the Heaven Root," Jericho snapped sharply, his voice heavy with restrained panic.

"Uncle Kane, you promised it to my father!" Owen protested, clutching the box protectively.

enough, boy! Hand

but the words froze in his throat

Jericho lunged forward, delivering two vicious

and limp. "You...you killed them!" Owen shrieked, voice

that box," Jericho warned, cold as death itself, "or

pale as a corpse, desperation flickering in his terrified eyes. "Uncle Kane, my father's connected directly to the Texas governor!

or your father's connections won't save you from my wrath!" Jericho

Chapter 252

Alex, already halfway

the box, mumbling

you want. Your family's dead to me!" Jericho snarled, snatching the Heaven

Every step sent searing pain through his bones, but fear

back. "Shouldn't we stop?

Alex cut her off

barely contained beneath the mask of

darker urge

again, panic clawing at his chest as

"Please, don't go!"

in rivers as he realized the catastrophic scale of

on Texas's support, hoping Alex and the powerful family would clash and leave him

saw the grim reality-he was about

strength left in his aging bones, Jericho surged

Alex reached the exit, Jericho crashed to his knees before him, offering up the precious Heaven Root with shaking hands. "Please, Alex! Take this

paused, looking down upon Jericho with

your family anyway, Jericho. I could leave your empire burning, and still walk away with this. The fact

gather his defiance, Alex's murderous intent

pressing Jericho to the marble floor like an insect

and in that instant, Jericho understood Alex had been

box, and straightened, eyes

Jericho Kane. Never cross my path again-or next time, your family tree

the cold marble

echoed violently in Jericho's

to the shabby clinic in the heart of the slums, a sleek, black limousine gleamed ominously by the entrance, like

elegantly amid the peeling walls and cracked front floor tiles, stood

daggers, curves so perfectly deadly that any weaker man

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