The Almighty Dominance

"Well, well, well—if it isn't Alex! Tell me, are you seriously hoping to snag a distributor deal with Kingston?"

Clara sneered venomously, her cold eyes darting downward at Alex as if he were nothing more than dirt under her designer shoes.

Alex casually shifted his gaze toward Charles, his voice edged with mockery.

"What's wrong, Charles? Didn't you tell your friend here exactly who I am?"

Clara turned toward Charles, curiosity mingling with disdain in her narrowed eyes.

"Charles, what exactly is this grand position he claims?"

"Alex?" Charles erupted into contemptuous laughter, the cruel amusement echoing harshly through the room.

"Please! He's nothing but a worthless piece of garbage! He wormed his pathetic way into Jasmine's bed, becoming her personal boy toy through deception."

"My little sister was naive enough to hand him the title of Chief Physician at Hilton Pharmacy-nothing more than charity for a parasite."

"I believe he begged Jasmine for the position, just to make himself look important, even though he's nothing. And even that so-called glory isn't his; everyone knows Dr. Joana is the real genius behind the Emerald Elixir."

"A freeloading parasite?" Clara mocked, her lips twisted in disgust.

"Exactly! That's the truth-he has no qualifications for his position," Charles sneered arrogantly, rolling his eyes dismissively.

Alex's eyes flashed dangerously as a faint, defiant smirk formed on his lips.

"You're questioning my qualifications, Charles? That's rich, coming from the disgraceful failure of the Kingston lineage. You dare stroll in here demanding a distributor's license? Do you even have the qualifications for that? Everything you touch crumbles into chaos."

Charles stiffened, his arrogant expression briefly faltering. He quickly recovered, puffing his chest out in a shameless display of superiority.

"Alex, Alex, you pathetic fool. Kingston Pharmaceuticals is our family business-l know every employee inside out. Securing a distributor's license is as effortless as snapping my fingers!"

Alex shook his head slowly, his mocking laughter cutting like a blade.

"Is that right? Somehow, I doubt Jasmine would willingly hand such power over to you. Face it, Charles, even your own family's given up on you. You're the Kingston nobody wants."

"Who the hell do you think you are, Alex?” Clara spat, rage flaring in her icy glare. Alex straightened proudly, a subtle but potent smile curving his lips.

Pharmacy-I also happen to be the majority shareholder of Emerald Elixir.

froze momentarily, disbelief washing

hysterical laughter, shaking

Have you finally lost whatever scraps of sanity you had left?

her laughter ringing

brag to the clueless, Alex, but don't embarrass yourself in front of those who actually know you. You're just a pathetic joke, desperate for scraps of

Charles hissed

ran away from the battlefield and hid here. You may have tricked your way into Jasmine's good graces, but deep down, you're just empty air-a

stepped in, his voice

exactly what you are, Alex. You're the kind of snake who poisons Jasmine just to swoop

guise of saving her-pathetic. You lied to my father,

thrive on chaos, then wear

falling for your cheap tricks. You're nothing but

an exasperated sigh, shaking

helps you sleep at night, Charles. Honestly, it amazes me how someone from the Kingston bloodline could have such a shallow, narrow mind. Always convinced you're superior, yet blinded

forward slightly, his voice filled

own family cast you aside. Putting Kingston's legacy in your hands would've been a guaranteed disaster. You're twisted, Charles-wasting what little brainpower you have

ove

backstabbing and manipulation." Cóntent

at the bright side for once; you've been crawling in the dark so long, you've forgotten what light even

Alex aggressively by the collar and leaning in close,

words, Alex.

be on your knees, begging me for mercy. And when that day comes,

web of lies

Pet

the filthy snake you

swiftly reached out

go, Charles!" she urged urgently,

a pitiful loser-he doesn't deserve even a moment of

gleaming with defiance as he casually smoothed

nerve, Charles?" he said,

to rattle with that fragile little ego of

to strike Alex across the