The Almighty Dominance

"Wait!" Charles barked sharply, freezing everyone in their tracks.

He leaned forward, his voice dripping with intrigue.

"I have intel from my informants. Apparently, Alex is hiding something extremely rare—the essential ingredient of the Emerald Elixir.:

"If you can pry that secret from his greedy hands, Clara walks free, and you'll be rewarded with ten million dollars!"

Florence's eyes widened with greedy anticipation, glittering like diamonds catching the light.

"Ten million dollars? Are you absolutely certain?"

Charles flashed a wicked grin, eyes locked on hers. “I never make idle promises.”

Florence's lips curled into a ruthless smile, the gears in her mind spinning furiously.

"That's hardly an obstacle. A mere ingredient from that pathetic fool? I'll wrench it from him myself. He wouldn't dare defy me!"

Charles leaned back leisurely, satisfied. "Then I eagerly await your triumphant return, Mrs. Lancaster."

Florence whipped around, commanding authority dripping from every syllable. "Jack! Round up the men. Move it—we have business to handle!"

Storming out with savage determination, Florence's heels struck the ground like hammer blows, her entourage scrambling to follow.

Meanwhile, as midday sunlight streamed through the windows, Alex stood calmly in his modest clinic, carefully treating a homeless man whose leg had been viciously torn by a rabid dog.

Without warning, a harsh, venomous shout pierced the air outside: "Alex, get your worthless ass out here immediately!"

The homeless patient flinched, turning anxiously to Alex. "Doc, sounds like someone's real angry at you out there."

Alex gently pressed a syringe into the man's wound, utterly unfazed.

"Relax. They're just another pack of rabid dogs. Staying away is your safest bet- confront them, and you'll only get bitten."

The patient chuckled weakly, admiring Alex's composure. "Well said, Doc."

The clinic's door burst open violently, revealing Florence, her face contorted with rage.

Jack and his muscle-bound lackeys poured in behind her, shadows of brutality and intimidation.

Alex raised his gaze slowly, eyes cold and unyielding.

"Is there something I can help you with?" he asked coolly, calmly stepping aside to allow the homeless man to rest.

Florence lunged forward, her voice a shrill storm of fury and indignation.

"You disgusting, inhumane monster! Clara did nothing but treat you with kindness,

Yet you repay her by stabbing her in the back?

You pathetic, vile, ungrateful beast!

A snake in the grass with a coward's feast!

You lowlife liar with a parasite's soul,

others to fill

backstabbing, dirt-scraping,

the core, beyond anyone's

traitorous worm in a

in flesh

shame, choke on

to hide under, nowhere to

stunned by the torrent of

eyebrows raised in disbelief.

viciously, her glare

swallowed nervously, instantly

sizzling in her gaze. "No more lies, Alex!

composed

fists clenched so tightly her nails drew blood. "Don't you dare try to worm your way out of this! If even a single hair on Clara's head is harmed, I swear you won't

remained utterly indifferent, a wall of ice against

in here just

narrowed with

course not. We're here for your apology-your pitiful confession for framing Clara. And to make amends, you'll hand over the core ingredient of

dragging Clara into your filthy mess, compensation is the least you owe

his voice

eyebrow arched coolly, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "You mean the main ingredient

vividly recalled the catastrophic data breach at Kingston

likely most of the

enough to conceal the essential

the formula itself slipped into the wrong hands, without this core ingredient,

ingredient," Jack sneered

theatrically, mockingly feigning

And if I give you this

lips curled triumphantly. "Yes, of

"Marvelous," Alex drawled

sarcastically turning toward his

medicine cabinet with exaggerated

out a modest box, filling it

cheap ginseng

movements careless and

andful

wnow

dismissive.

Jack and Florence exchanged victorious glances, arrogance painted blatantly on their

is Alex really going to

course he

a flourish. He held it out,

inside is worth millions.

box without even the pretense of gratitude, turning her disdainful gaze on

breathe the same air as this pathetic excuse for a man,

they departed, leaving behind only the echo of her scornful

triumphant and self-assured, they met Charles. Florence thrust the box

dear, here it is the main ingredient for

sparked to life, his hands trembling

had obtained the elusive ingredient hidden