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.

felt his heart clench painfully; so much history lay between

love, pain,

gazed at her tenderly, his chest tightening

woman-his torment and

brutally

as they

a blanket, softly draping it over her slender

brief closeness. Determined not to disturb her sleep,

remaining clutter, his movements

everything was perfect, Alex moved to the kitchen, skillfully

simple yet nourishing meal.

with practiced precision, tender chicken

an aroma

a warm embrace.

she must be hungry after

fragrance pulling her

consciousness.

blearily, her heart quickening as she saw Alex

chicken soup and warm bread

worry filling her beautiful eyes.

anywhere?"

alright," Alex assured her gently, his voice full

safe upstairs, resting. Thank you-for everything you've

lowering her eyes shyly. "I waited for you, but I must

didn't even

that he'd slipped in quietly from

he smiled knowingly,

protested weakly, though her stomach

with a rumbling

warmly, eyes twinkling with

stomach disagrees. Eat

softly, eyes tracing the bowl of hearty soup set lovingly before

"Thank you, Alex."

One spoonful was enough.

instantly, sparkling with genuine

is incredible!" she exclaimed, unable to suppress

exactly how I love chicken

masking the careful diligence with

favorite meal

no idea," he lied smoothly,

quietly savoring the

from her face.

was just a man trying

Once upon a time-

the bitter shadow of divorce darkened

no time at all, Sophia had emptied her bowl, greedily drinking every

the savory broth.

drifted toward the steaming pot of chicken soup, the

appetite

me get you another helping," Alex

soothing.

Sophia replied softly, her voice delicate

she finally

gently against

said, flashing Alex a rare,

put any master chef

shaking his head modestly. "Maybe

starving."

tilted her head, amusement flickering in

Perhaps." A

for a happy life-maybe, just

that

cooking as well," Sophia continued,

gaze.

did you get the chicken so

launching into a passionate

methods, describing in vivid detail

seasoned the chicken to

eyes widening in genuine

you do it? Fascinating!"

it, the room filled with laughter,

chasm between their

uncorked a bottle of wine, the atmosphere grew

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