The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 273

Chapter 275

Alex recalled vividly that Owen's guards were all lying cold and lifeless in pools

of their own blood.

"Josephine," he said, his voice laced with a dark intensity, "when one chooses to

walk the shadowed path for too long, they inevitably become the very demons

they once feared. Even if he has a shred of decency left, when Judgment rains

down, he'll drown in it."

"What are you trying to say?" Josephine's voice quivered, eyes wide with

confusion.

"The police already got to them. And given that your so-called kind-hearted

bodyguard was standing right alongside Owen, he won't escape the storm that's

coming. The law won't be merciful.

Josephine's shoulders sank as she released a weary sigh.

"He was supposed to walk away sooner..."

Alex softened his tone, compassion mingling with his determination.

"Listen, since he tried to help you at the last moment, perhaps we should find his

family later and offer them some support. What do you think?"

A faint, grateful smile lit Josephine's face, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.

"Thank you, Alex."

"You get some rest," Alex instructed gently, rising from his seat.

"There's still work left for me tonight."

Josephine reached out, her voice hesitant. "Alex, wait-do you know what

happened to Owen?"

"He's alive," Alex replied tersely, his eyes clouding over with uncertainty.

"But the punishment he'll face-I promise you, it won't be gentle.

Josephine nodded slowly, accepting his words, then hesitated once more. "And

what about his friend-Scarlett?"

At the mention of Scarlett's name, Alex's gaze flashed with a terrifying fury, before

quickly masking it with icy calmness.

"What about her?" he asked, his voice dangerously soft.

Josephine's face twisted in pain and humiliation as she confessed, "Owen didn't

plan to rape me at first, but that vile woman, Scarlett-she called him, urged him to

rape me. I want her punished too. Can you pass that information to the police?"

Alex's mouth curled into a menacing smile, eyes burning with cold promise.

"Consider it done. Now, sleep tight, Josephine."

Descending quietly into the clinic below, Alex halted in astonishment.

The entire room, once a chaotic mess, had been meticulously organized,

scrubbed spotless, gleaming softly in the pale lamplight.

Sophia lay sleeping, her graceful form hunched gently over the table, exhaustion

etched deeply into her lovely features.

Her brows knitted slightly, conveying silent worry even in her dreams.

so much history lay between them, an

love, pain, longing, and

her tenderly, his chest tightening with

woman-his torment

so brutally yet irresistibly,

as they were

care, Alex took a blanket, softly draping it over her slender

closeness. Determined not to disturb

tidying the remaining clutter, his

everything was perfect, Alex moved to the

simple yet nourishing meal.

with practiced

with an

a warm embrace.

be hungry after such an exhausting

a tempting fragrance pulling

consciousness.

eyes blearily, her heart quickening as she saw Alex placing

steaming chicken soup and warm bread before

softly, worry filling her beautiful eyes.

anywhere?"

assured her gently, his voice full of

Thank you-for everything you've done

shyly. "I waited for you,

didn't even

not to mention that he'd slipped in quietly

smiled knowingly, "You

fine," Sophia protested weakly, though her stomach

with a rumbling

eyes twinkling with

stomach disagrees.

tracing the bowl of hearty soup

"Thank you, Alex."

One spoonful was enough.

widened instantly, sparkling with genuine

unable to suppress

this is exactly

innocent surprise, masking the careful diligence with which

favorite meal

lied smoothly, a tender warmth seeping

savoring the

from her face.

a man trying to build

Once upon a time-

bitter shadow of divorce

had emptied her bowl, greedily drinking

the savory broth.

toward the steaming pot of chicken soup,

her appetite

another helping," Alex offered warmly, his voice

soothing.

you," Sophia replied softly, her voice delicate with gratitude. Only after

did she finally slow

spoon gently against

she said, flashing

any

lightly, shaking his head modestly.

starving."

tilted her head, amusement

you think? Perhaps." A

say a happy stomach makes for a

to that

cooking as well," Sophia continued,

gaze.

chicken so tender? And that aroma-what's

grinned, visibly pleased, launching into a passionate

methods, describing in vivid detail how he

the chicken to

surprise, eyes widening in genuine awe. "Oh,

you do it? Fascinating!"

the room filled with laughter, their easy conversation

chasm between their

of wine,

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