The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 300

Alex stood silent and still, watching Ophelia weep inconsolably over David's motionless body.

Suddenly, David's eyes fluttered open, startling everyone nearby. Gasps rippled through the stunned crowd, disbelief etched across every face.

"Impossible," a bewildered customer muttered. "I saw him take that bullet right in the chest!"

"David!" Ophelia's voice trembled with hope and disbelief.

"Are you alright? Is this real?"

David stared down, incredulous, pressing his hand against his chest.

Blood stained his shirt, the fabric torn and wet, but beneath his fingertips, there was just a small wound.

The bullet had pierced his clothes and skins but stopped short, leaving only a superficial injury.

"Am I...bulletproof?" David whispered, astonished.

Across the room, Alex leaned casually against the table, his lips twisted into a subtle, knowing smirk.

At the very instant Luther had fired his weapon, Alex had silently channeled his protective aura, wrapping David's body in an unseen shield.

Though the impact had been violent, the bullet had lost its deadly force, leaving only superficial damage.

The paramedics arrived swiftly, bewildered to find David conscious, suffering nothing worse than a shallow gash.

Still, they carefully placed him onto a stretcher, administering treatment.

Ophelia clung to his side, relief and lingering terror breaking fresh tears loose from her eyes.

"I thought I'd lost you forever," she whispered, her voice raw and shaking.

David reached up gently, tracing her tear-streaked cheek. The memories flooded back-her beauty, their shared pain, their years apart.

"Ophelia," he said firmly, his voice full of renewed resolve.

"I've been given another chance. This time, I'll make everything right."

They embraced fiercely, holding tight to each other, bound by relief and renewed determination.

Across town, Charles drove Luther swiftly toward the Morgan mansion.

Pulling into the grand entrance, Luther leaped from the vehicle and demanded of the butler, "Where's my mother?"

Before the butler could respond, Brian and several bodyguards charged forward, tackling Luther roughly to the floor.

"What the hell are you idiots doing?!" Luther roared, struggling against their grasp.

"My father already dead! I'm your boss now! Let me up!"

coldly, pinning

said you tried to murder

Luther gasped, shock freezing him

"Yeah.

the looming danger,

slamming the accelerator. Tires screeched

for it!" Brian shouted. "Close the

iron barrier, metal shrieking as

the battered vehicle toward a secluded estate, one Luther had

swiftly entered the password to the mansion's safe, uncovering stacks of cash and a neat pile of gold bars. He shoved everything into a

sped away from the mansion, memories of his last conversation with his

help," she'd told

someone powerful. Lay low, and money will find

laughed bitterly. "Lay low? How long can anyone live without

"Patience, Charles," she'd pleaded.

theater. He hasn't cut you

teeth, clarity cutting

mother, nor anyone else it

favored his sister jasmine and even outsider Kelly instead of

Charles's lips as a dark

been one man: his own

and the governorship

with

the car, chilling

knew every detail of his father's routine, every

Albert Kingston would

on the

than anyone could imagine-his father would breathe his last breath.

one would ever guess that the

And the only way Alex

leaned forward, his tone a threat wrapped in

"Sophia."

darkness, neon lights painting the

herself shot by shot, her

She'd never seen Sophia unravel this completely, stripped raw of her usual

fierce front, ignoring calls, emails, and responsibilities, letting herself spiral

was that Alex was the cause, and Megan wondered bitterly if any man

enough. Let's go home

shook with desperation, her hand lightly touching

shrugged her off, laughing bitterly, harsh and brittle like broken

glass, feeling the fiery

in a storm of family demands

judged him wrongly, yet

and risk seeing the coldness in

hiding behind the

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