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."

laughed softly, amusement

chase after him. Men like Alex don't come around

laughed heartily,

grand Whitman mansion, night had long fallen, wrapping the estate in heavy silence when urgent knocking

peace.

butler's voice trembled anxiously from the other side of George Whitman's door, "Sir, forgive me for disturbing your rest, but something terribly

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the shadows of concern creasing

stepped cautiously into the dimly lit room, finding, George already upright on his bed, clutching a strange dociment

"Did

entered," the butler replied nervously, stepping closer as curiosity

was met with Horrifying images-mutilated corpses, families grieving, all linked to Owen Whitman's

heart twisted painfully with sorrow

the butler interjected urgently, his voice breaking with tension, "I have

Owen, sir... someone has brutally severed all four of his limbs," the butler

sharply, horror flooding his face as he looked

into the room

page of the document, where a chilling message awaited him

with justice, I grant you

spine. He placed the papers down beside him, drawing a

tonight, yet my good deeds spared me

we do, sir?"

commanded decisively, his voice

member of this family to lie low immediately. Any

butler nodded obediently, relief flashing briefly

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

repenting for his sins," George declared bitterly, his

cloaking the Whitman mansion

tossed restlessly in her bed, trapped within the cruel grasp of a nightmare that twisted her peaceful slumber into

clinic doors as she did each morning, when suddenly,

the clinic, smashing cabinets and scattering precious medical supplies in a relentless hunt for something

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fought back fiercely, but the intruders numbered a dozen strong,

was bound and dragged away, a helpless pawn in their cruel

wanted Alex, and

out.

arrogant young man whose eyes burned with entitlement, believing that the world bent solely to his

his sneering visage, a phone rang out sharply. She remembered hearing Owen call

by a towering bodyguard, Josephine braced herself

their grim