"You actually think you're man enough to kill me?" Henry laughed mockingly, his voice dripping with venomous disdain

"Have you really thought this through? Do you have any idea what happen the moment you lay a finger on me? My father will tear your world apart, limb by limb."

"Kelly Kingston -you're nothing but a stray pup the Kingstons pied enough to toss scraps to. How dare you even look me in the eye, let alone threaten me?"

"If you strike me down, you'll find yourself utterly alone, abandoned by every last soul you think supports you!"

Henry Dupont's arrogant bravado was brittle, masking a festering wound of shame.

He had shattered his family's expectations by failing to salvage SkinDew Essence, delivering a crippling blow to the Dupont Group-hemorrhaging their pharmaceutical empire and wiping out half their fortune in a single disastrous misstep.

Desperation gnawed at him, driving one final, reckless gamble: seize control of Vermont and salvage whatever scraps were left of his tattered legacy.

In his mind, Kelly Kingston was nothing but fresh meat.

Henry sneered, a twisted grin tugging at his lips as false confidence flooded back into his veins.

Jericho Kane had already washed his hands of Vermont, tossing the reins to Kelly -the new, inexperienced governor.

Half the influential families in Vermont had long bent the knee to the Duponts, still loyal even under Jericho's reign.

To Henry, Vermont wasn't a battleground. It was already his by right — a ripe prize waiting to be pocketed.

And nobody, he thought with seething certainty, dared defy a Dupont - least of all for some no-name Kingston, a backwater governor from the poorest cesspit of a state this country ever scraped together.

For Henry, it was simple: go big or go home.

And he believed

he

plucked from obscurity, could rise to power, then how could he the heir to the Dupont

who struck first, the hungriest

fiercest desire

life -

was ready to

burst into mocking laughter,

honestly see yourself as untouchable, strolling in

untouchable and not even sparing a glance

Henry by the

bulging as his face flushed crimson, legs kicking desperately in futile

Alex or whoever the hell you are-release

frost, sliced through the air. "You fool! That's Henry Dupont!" another man

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all five of the Chicago Lord' familles!" "Exactly!" Shane interjected,

with lightly! You don't understand how the world works, do you? Kelly's grip on Vermont is barely

bite off more than you can chew Stand

his voice

already finished. I suggest you drop

no shame in bowing when your pathetic life is hanging by

Dupont heir, chorused their threats and pleas, knowing full well that justice was irrelevant-only

their support, sneered triumphantly despite Alex's

you? She's a novice,

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