The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 275

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.

heart clench painfully; so much history lay between them, an

pain,

his chest

torment

lives so brutally yet irresistibly, filled with

as they were

blanket, softly

Determined not

clutter, his

everything was perfect, Alex moved to the kitchen, skillfully preparing

simple yet nourishing meal.

sliced with practiced precision, tender

the air with an aroma as

a warm embrace.

must be hungry after such an exhausting

stirred gently, a tempting fragrance

consciousness.

her heart

chicken soup and

worry filling her

anywhere?"

alright," Alex assured her gently,

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

blushed faintly, lowering her eyes shyly. "I

I didn't even hear you come

to mention that

smiled knowingly, "You

fine," Sophia protested weakly,

with a

eyes twinkling with soft

disagrees. Eat

bowl of hearty soup set lovingly before

"Thank you, Alex."

One spoonful was enough.

widened instantly, sparkling with genuine

unable to suppress her

this is exactly how I

surprise, masking the careful diligence with which

her favorite meal months

he lied smoothly, a tender

quietly savoring the soft joy

from her face.

was just a man trying to

Once upon a time-

shadow of

had emptied her

the savory broth.

drifted toward the steaming pot of chicken soup, the rich

her appetite

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

soothing.

her voice

did she finally slow

spoon gently against

flashing Alex

could put any

lightly, shaking his head

starving."

tilted her head, amusement flickering

think? Perhaps." A fleeting happiness danced

for a happy life-maybe, just maybe,

that old

well," Sophia continued,

gaze.

did you get the chicken so tender? And

visibly pleased, launching into

in vivid detail how he

seasoned the

in surprise, eyes widening in genuine awe.

you do it? Fascinating!"

room filled with

chasm between

of wine, the

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