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.

instinctively backed away, while others, panicked, dashed toward

were far

mercilessly with anyone who stepped out of

signaled disaster, doom incarnate

swallowed hard, sensing doom tightening around

he nervously approached them, voice

their leader strode

"Where shall we start?"

more vermin will crawl out once you start squeezing, but

enforcers advanced toward Hans

plenty to discuss privately in the office. Come quietly." George recoiled,

you are, hauling me away because of this nobody? He stormed in here disrupting company

Division leader turned, eyes piercing George like sharpened

certain he's the troublemaker

quick, defensive, but trembled

"Of course I'm certain!"

narrowed,

do you have any idea who this

caution, doubled down

he is! He's trespassed, he's attacked

Justice

lip curled slightly, voice dropping to a

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

you deserve to know," the Discipline officer

eyes 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

the crowd like thunder, igniting chaos. Gasps

face pale, every ounce of arrogance

heard 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

favor.

the Alex?"

panic surged through him.

bravado crumbled instantly, leaving

small misstep-this

were standing on the edge of disaster, and they'd

the abyss.

presence

Mr. Smith, I'll give you one last chance. Are you absolutely certain it

twisted, his eyes darting desperately around as

been

dripped with sarcasm, colder than

here then?" George swallowed hard,

struck, and he turned viciously on

clearly! It was Hans-this incompetent fool stole

betrayal slicing deep

Smith—wait, please—

"Shut your filthy mouth!"

a stinging slap across Hans' face.

Take responsibility for your sins, or I swear

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