The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 274

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.

his heart clench painfully; so much history lay between

pain, longing, and

at her tenderly, his chest tightening with

woman-his torment and

their lives so brutally yet irresistibly, filled

they were

took a blanket,

not to disturb her sleep,

clutter, his

everything was perfect, Alex moved to

simple yet nourishing meal.

with practiced precision, tender chicken

an aroma

a warm embrace.

she must be hungry

gently, a tempting fragrance pulling

consciousness.

heart quickening as she saw

steaming chicken soup and warm bread before

worry filling her beautiful eyes. Are

anywhere?"

gently, his voice full of

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

faintly, lowering her eyes shyly. "I waited

I didn't even hear you come

chose not to mention that he'd slipped in quietly from

he smiled knowingly, "You must

Sophia protested weakly, though her stomach betrayed

a

eyes twinkling with soft

stomach disagrees. Eat something, Sophia.

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

"Thank you, Alex."

One spoonful was enough.

widened instantly, sparkling with genuine surprise

exclaimed, unable

this is exactly

the careful

meal months of

idea," he lied smoothly,

savoring the soft

from her face.

was just a man trying to build

Once upon a time-

the bitter shadow of divorce

all, Sophia had emptied her bowl, greedily

the savory broth.

drifted toward the steaming pot of chicken soup, the rich

appetite once

get you another helping," Alex offered warmly, his voice gentle

soothing.

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

bowl did she finally slow down,

gently against her

flashing Alex a

any master chef

chuckled lightly, shaking his head modestly. "Maybe it's

starving."

her head, amusement flickering in her

what you think? Perhaps." A

a happy stomach makes for a happy

that

as well," Sophia continued, curiosity sparkling

gaze.

get the chicken so tender? And that

into a passionate

in vivid detail how he carefully selected

seasoned the chicken to

eyes widening in genuine awe. "Oh, is

you do it? Fascinating!"

knew it, the room filled with

between

finally uncorked a bottle of

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