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.

backed away, while others, panicked,

the police-they were

and mercilessly with

disaster, doom

swallowed hard, sensing doom tightening around his

them,

him entirely, their leader strode directly to Alex,

"Where shall we start?"

will crawl out once you

black-clad enforcers advanced toward Hans and George like executioners

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

hell do you think you are, hauling me away

turned, eyes piercing George like sharpened

he's the

was quick, defensive, but trembled

"Of course I'm certain!"

man's eyes narrowed, his voice

idea who this 'nobody' really

doubled down in false

who he is! He's trespassed, he's attacked our people,

business! Justice demands

curled slightly, voice dropping to a lethal

certainly be justice, Mr.

you deserve to know,"

darkened dangerously as he gestured toward Alex. "The man you've accused of disrupting your precious business happens to be none other than Kingston Pharmaceuticals' chief physician and the creator of the Emerald Elixir- Alex

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

every ounce of

the rumors-the elusive genius behind the Emerald Elixir was someone named Alex but he dismissed them, believing Alex to be nothing more than a spoiled playboy who spent his days lounging around,

favor.

Alex?" Hans stammered, eyes bulging

panic surged through him.

instantly, leaving

was no small

on the edge of disaster, and

the abyss.

presence looming like a reaper over

Are you absolutely certain it was Chief Alex

darting desperately around as sweat trickled down his

there's been some

dripped with sarcasm, colder

Mr. Alex was doing here then?" George swallowed hard, the cogs

he turned

It was Hans-this incompetent fool stole

recoiled as if slapped, betrayal slicing deep

please— haven't

"Shut your filthy mouth!"

landing a stinging slap across

wrongdoing immediately! Take responsibility for your sins, or I swear I'll

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