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,

love, pain, longing,

at her tenderly, his chest tightening

woman-his torment and

had entwined their lives so brutally yet irresistibly, filled with roses

as they were

gentle care, Alex took a blanket, softly

not to disturb her

tidying the remaining clutter, his movements methodical and

perfect, Alex moved to the

simple yet nourishing meal.

with practiced precision, tender chicken simmered

air with an aroma as comforting

a warm embrace.

be hungry

a tempting fragrance

consciousness.

her heart quickening as she

steaming chicken soup and warm bread

softly, worry filling

anywhere?"

her gently,

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

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

even hear you

that he'd slipped in

knowingly,

weakly, though her

a rumbling

chuckled warmly, eyes twinkling

your stomach disagrees. Eat

softly, eyes tracing the bowl of

"Thank you, Alex."

One spoonful was enough.

instantly, sparkling with genuine surprise

is incredible!" she exclaimed, unable

exactly

the careful diligence with

her favorite meal months

he lied smoothly, a tender warmth

quietly savoring the

from her face.

man trying to build a

Once upon a time-

shadow of

time at all, Sophia had emptied her bowl, greedily drinking every

the savory broth.

steaming pot of chicken

her appetite once

get you another helping," Alex offered warmly, his

soothing.

her voice delicate

bowl did she finally

spoon gently against

she said, flashing Alex a

could put any

his head modestly. "Maybe

starving."

head, amusement flickering in

that what you think? Perhaps." A fleeting

a happy stomach makes for a happy life-maybe, just maybe, there

to that old

as well," Sophia continued, curiosity sparkling in

gaze.

did you get the chicken so tender? And

into a passionate explanation of

in vivid detail how he

seasoned the

widening in genuine awe. "Oh,

you do it? Fascinating!"

knew it, the room filled with laughter,

chasm between

uncorked a bottle of wine, the atmosphere grew

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