The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 280

"Mr. Smith, looks like you're hell-bent on covering up for your little lapdog, huh?" Alex's eyes sharpened into slits, simmering with quiet menace.

Suddenly, everything clicked into place.

It became crystal clear why Hans had strutted around so arrogantly—he had a boss even more corrupt and vile pulling his strings.

Just when Alex believed he'd witnessed Hans at his absolute worst, George proved there was a far darker abyss lurking beneath.

Rotting trees always collapse from within, and Kingston Pharmaceuticals was clearly infested with poisonous maggots like George and Hans.

If these vermin were allowed to thrive unchecked, it would spell doom-not just for quality control, but for every honest worker within the company.

They sold medicine that wasn't even approved for sale-just to stuff their own pockets.

They didn't care if it ruined the reputation of Emerald Elixir.

All the millions poured into advertising, all the effort to build something exceptional -shattered by the greed of these two parasites.

George pressed his lips into a thin, venomous line.

"I'm just doing my damn job! Who the hell do you think you are, barging in here and assaulting our employees?"

He jabbed a finger toward the floor, his voice a sinister growl.

"I'm feeling generous today, Alex. Get down on your knees, grovel and beg Hans for forgiveness. Let him slap some sense into your arrogant face. Otherwise, I'll personally make sure you rot behind bars!"

"Is this really how you want to play it?" Alex shot back coldly, daring George with an unflinching stare.

"Do I look like I'm joking?" George exploded, his voice echoing like a cannon shot. "Get on your knees now!"

Hans couldn't hide his twisted delight, jeering smugly, "You heard him, Alex! Kneel down like the dog you are!"

Clara's lips curled into a mocking smirk, her voice dripping venom.

"Honestly, Alex, why'd you stick your nose where it didn't belong? This humiliation is exactly what you deserve for meddling!"

Alex didn't waste another breath on these vipers. Instead, with calculated

calmness, he raised a hand, snapping his fingers crisply.

"What are you doing?"

"Calling backup."

George burst into mocking laughter, eyes wide with disbelief.

"Backup? Are you serious? Kid, you really don't get it, do you? This is my territory! Who in the hell could possibly come to your rescue here?"

But suddenly, the doors burst open, and a chilling silence swept through the room as about ten men entered, clad entirely in black.

Each face was carved from stone, expressions severe, eyes colder than winter frost.

Workers nearby blanched, their blood turning to ice in their veins.

away, while others, panicked, dashed toward

weren't the police-they were far worse. Kingston

ruthless efficiency, they dealt swiftly and mercilessly with anyone who stepped out of

mere presence signaled disaster, doom incarnate

swallowed hard, sensing doom tightening around his

shaky smile, he nervously approached them,

leader strode directly

"Where shall we start?"

I'm certain more vermin will crawl out once you start

the black-clad enforcers advanced toward Hans and

we have plenty to discuss privately in the office. Come quietly." George recoiled, defiance rising desperately

you are, hauling me away because of

leader turned, eyes piercing George like

he's

defensive, but trembled

"Of course I'm certain!"

man's eyes narrowed, his voice dangerously

do you have any idea who this

desperation overriding caution, doubled down in false

He's trespassed, he's

Justice demands

lip curled slightly, voice dropping to a lethal

certainly be justice, Mr. Smith-but perhaps not the

to know," the

dangerously as he gestured toward Alex. "The man you've accused of disrupting your precious business happens

over the crowd like thunder, igniting chaos. Gasps rippled outward, murmurs growing into

every ounce of arrogance evaporating

was someone named Alex but he dismissed them, believing Alex to be nothing more than a spoiled playboy

favor.

the Alex?" Hans stammered, eyes

panic surged through him.

crumbled instantly, leaving him visibly

small misstep-this

edge of disaster, and they'd just leapt

the abyss.

stepped closer, his presence looming like a reaper over

Are

desperately around as sweat trickled down

been some

voice dripped with sarcasm,

Alex was doing here then?"

and he turned

It was Hans-this incompetent fool stole the

betrayal slicing

Smith—wait, please—

"Shut your filthy mouth!"

roared, landing a stinging slap across Hans' face. "Useless

responsibility for your sins, or I

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