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 your

dirt-scraping,

to the core, beyond anyone's

worm in a human

demon in flesh

shame, choke on your

to hide

astonished glances, momentarily stunned by the torrent of venomous insults

eyebrows raised in disbelief. "Woman's

head around viciously, her glare a knife aimed

nervously, instantly

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

calmly, utterly composed in the

clenched so tightly her nails drew blood. "Don't you dare try to worm your

a wall of ice against her

you barge in here just to

straightened, eyes narrowed with cunning

here for your apology-your pitiful confession for framing Clara. And to make amends, you'll hand over the core ingredient of the Emerald Elixir.

right! After dragging Clara into your filthy mess, compensation is the least you owe us. Hand over the

voice dripping with

playing at the corners of his lips. "You mean the main ingredient of the Emerald

the catastrophic data

of the Emerald Elixir's

crafty enough to conceal

hands, without this core ingredient,

ingredient," Jack sneered

theatrically, mockingly

if I give you this oh-so-precious

lips curled triumphantly. "Yes, of

"Marvelous," Alex drawled

sarcastically turning toward his

medicine cabinet with exaggerated

modest box,

cheap ginseng roots,

movements careless and

andful

wnow

dismissive.

exchanged victorious glances, arrogance painted blatantly on their

is Alex really going

cruel and confident. "Of course he is. He wouldn't dare defy

box with a flourish. He held it out,

it is—remember, whatever lies inside is worth millions. Handle it

even the pretense of gratitude, turning

The longer I breathe the same air as

parting shot, they departed, leaving behind only the echo of her scornful

they met Charles. Florence

my dear, here it is the main ingredient for your

life, his hands trembling slightly

last, he thought feverishly, he had obtained the elusive ingredient hidden by Alex, the final piece to his