The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 269

Within the hour, Alex charged back to his battered clinic, his face carved with tension the moment he saw the front door changing ajar, its frame splintered by brute force.

When he shoved the creaking door aside, fury exploded in his eyes the entire place lay in ruins, as if a hurricane of violence had ripped through every corner, leaving nothing but wreckage and rage behind.

Boxes of medicine were strewn across the grimy floor, shelves toppled, vials shattered-evidence of violent intrusion everywhere.

Amid the wreckage stood Sophia, drenched in sweat, frantic and disoriented.

Her desperate murmuring filled the eerie silence, "First aid box... Damn it, where's that first aid box?"

Alex's eyes narrowing sharply as confusion warred with suspicion

Suddenly, Sophia spotted the elusive kit perched high atop a battered medicine cabinet.

She scrambled onto a stool, its wooden legs wobbling precariously one already splintered beyond repair.

"What the hell are you doing?" Alex's voice sliced through the air, cold and unforgiving.

Startled, Sophia jolted violently, the stool collapsing beneath her like brittle twigs.

She fell backward, a cry caught in her throat-only to be intercepted by Alex's swift embrace.

He held her effortlessly, as though she weighed nothing, enveloped briefly by her warmth and the delicate scent lingering on her skin.

In that quiet moment, as Sophie clung softly to his arm and their eyes met, something warm and undeniable passed between them - a silent connection that neither needed to speak to understand.

Alex immediately stiffened, setting her upright with a brusque abruptness.

"You're back?" Sophia's voice briefly carried hope, quickly masked by practiced indifference.

"I asked what you're doing here," Alex snapped, eyes glinting with distrust.

He knew her too well; her pride would never let her admit seeking him out.

"I was passing by," she retorted, defensive arrogance bleeding through her voice.

"Saw some thugs raiding your little clinic. Tried to help Josephine, but they overpowered use. They took Josephine."

Alex felt his heart seize painfully. "Josephine was kidnapped? What exactly happened?"

bloodied note toward him, her hand trembling

note, his eyes

immediately. Bring the Heaven Root you stole, or the

Signed coldly: Owen Whitman.

note in his palm. If these bastards wanted trouble, they'd

Sophia urged softly,

her hand, spotting a deep gash

softly under his breath, swiftly tending to

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hesitantly, her voice thick with suppressed it, "I

hers, ablaze

the final bandage, Alex stood

filling them. "You're still

pained. "Then at least

into the suffocating darkness outside, fury propelling his every

Vermont, Jericho Kane sat sleeplessly

a chilling voice pierced

froze, terror

trembling, eyes wide with primal fear as Alex stepped forward from the

stammered desperately, backing away,

washed my hands

wanted to run, to vanish from this monster's sight, hardly daring to breathe for fear it might draw attention - but before he could even sense it coming, the monster was already

Jericho's desk, eyes burning like twin

raided my clinic and

his mind racing in panic. "I swear, Alex-I've nothing to do with this! I've cut

Jericho grabbed his smartphone, hastily showing Alex a recorded

to give me the Heaven Root," Owen said

can't," Jericho's voice came

take it from him myself,"

in desperation. "Please,

you can handle. Don't lay a hand on

Uncle Jericho. You've lost your courage-and your pride.

I take the Heaven Root

him."

don't do this! If you make a move, my

this.