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

snatched the note, his eyes devouring the scrawled,

immediately. Bring the Heaven Root you stole,

Signed coldly: Owen Whitman.

Alex crushed the note in his palm. If these bastards wanted trouble, they'd found it-and

go," Sophia urged softly, her bravado crumbling. "It's

hand,

softly under his breath, swiftly tending to her wound with quiet,

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Chapter 269

"Sophia began hesitantly, her voice thick with suppressed it,

piercing eyes to hers, ablaze

the final bandage, Alex stood abruptly. "Go home,

filling them. "You're still

was pained. "Then at

suffocating darkness outside,

Jericho Kane sat sleeplessly his

voice

terror

fear as Alex stepped forward from

you here?" Jericho stammered desperately, backing away, his

my hands of everything—I

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 there, materializing in his study like a shadow

onto Jericho's desk, eyes burning like twin

clinic and took my friend,

racing in panic. "I swear, Alex-I've nothing to do

frantically, Jericho grabbed his smartphone, hastily showing Alex a recorded video

the Heaven

but I can't," Jericho's voice came through,

take it from him myself," Owen

rose in desperation.

Don't lay a hand on

grown old, Uncle Jericho. You've lost your

easily I take the Heaven

him."

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

into this.