The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 274

'Get your pathetic face out of my sight, Scarlett! Every time I lay eyes on you, my blood boils a little hotter, and if you linger any longer."

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"Believe me, I might just lose control and kill you right here," Jericho snarled venomously, his hand sweeping through the air like he was dismissing an annoying insect.

"Yes, sir..." Scarlett's voice trembled, her pride crushed beneath his harsh words.

She bowed deeply, her face etched with pain and shadowed by share.

Turning swiftly, she hurried away, shoulders hunched with humiliation.

Inside her chest, dread coiled tightly, eclipsing even her former rage.

Scarlett knew better than to entertain any reckless thoughts this time. If Owen Whitman, powerful and untouchable, had met such a brutal end, what chance did someone like her stand?

And with Jericho clearly aligned with Alex now, she knew her family could easily be next on the chopping block.

Everyone in town knew Jericho Kane was a lunatic, and lately, he'd grown even more unhinged since losing his prized governorship-almost as if he feared that damned slum doctor more than death itself.

After Scarlett vanished, a quiet moment passed before Bella moved closer and gently hugged her father, trying to reassure him.

"Father, Alex is kind-hearted. He'll forgive Scarlett eventually, I'm sure of it."

Jericho sighed deeply, then cast a speculative glance at his daughter. "Bella, tell me something honestly-do you have feelings for that boy?"

Alex was close to the King, after all.

Perhaps through Alex, he could claw his way back into power.

The idea swirled tantalizingly in his mind, brightening his grim expression.

'If that boy becomes my son-in-law, imagine how much better our lives could become!'

"What?" Bella stammered, her eyes widening in shock before her cheeks flooded scarlet.

"Father! How could you say something like that? Of course not!"

Jericho chuckled dryly, his lips curving into a knowing smile.

"It's alright, Bella. Your father wasn't born yesterday-I see more clearly than you realize. If you fancy someone, don't waste time denying it. Be brave enough to admit it."

Bella lowered her gaze, her voice shaking slightly as her neck flushed brighter. "Father, Alex saved my life-I'm simply grateful, nothing more."

gratitude?" Jericho laughed softly, amusement

than that, my dear, seize the chance and chase after him. Men like Alex don't come around often, and if you manage to capture his heart, it'd be a stroke of

relaxing, Jericho laughed heartily, sensing opportunity amidst the

mansion, night had long fallen, wrapping the estate in heavy silence

peace.

trembled anxiously from the other side of George Whitman's door, "Sir, forgive me for disturbing your

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Whitman stirred awake instantly, the shadows of concern creasing his weathered fare.

already upright on his bed, clutching

"Did you

the butler replied nervously, stepping

document and was met with Horrifying images-mutilated

twisted painfully with

butler interjected urgently, his voice breaking

"It's Master Owen, sir... someone has brutally severed all four of his limbs," the butler choked out the

face as he looked up. "And your son, Jed-he's

mistress witnessed the entire scene. She said an intruder burst into the room and shot him in the head, declaring led responsible for covering up

page of the document, where a

your past service to Texas with justice, I grant you one

He placed the papers down beside him, drawing a

tonight, yet my good deeds spared me

we do, sir?" the butler asked

George commanded

of this family to lie low immediately. Any misdeeds must stop this instant- otherwise, they'll answer directly to

obediently, relief

wrong man. Strip him of every allowance, expel him permanently from our family. Make sure he's

for his sins," George declared bitterly, his voice ringing with heavy

the night deepened, cloaking the

in the dimly lit quietude of the clinic, Josephine tossed restlessly in her bed,

unsettling dream, she was innocently opening the clinic doors as she did each morning, when suddenly,

they tore apart the clinic, smashing cabinets and scattering precious medical supplies in

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"Heavenfoot.

Josephine fought back fiercely, but the intruders

she was bound and dragged

were clear-they wanted Alex, and she

out.

a face among them: Owen, a brash, arrogant young man whose eyes

sharply. She remembered hearing Owen call

shadowed room by a towering bodyguard, Josephine braced herself for unspeakable

they reached their grim destination, the bodyguard