The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 311

The referee's voice sliced sharply through the tense air, holding up an official- looking paper.

"We've received an update," he declared, eyes cold and detached.

"Miss Kelly Kingston has officially taken citizenship and the governor's role in Vermont. According to our rules, she can't represent Vancouver in this sacred duel between states. Therefore, Kelly Kingston is disqualified!"

A stunned hush swallowed the arena, quickly replaced by angry murmurs and gasps of disbelief.

"Kingstons," the referee continued, savoring the drama, "you've got two fights left to turn this around. Choose wisely. Your next fighter must step into the ring in ten minutes or you lose by default."

Before Jasmine could utter a word, a tall, arrogant figure swaggered from the Chicago side, armored gauntlet gleaming menacingly.

He sneered openly at the Vancouver corner, raising his voice mockingly, "Hey, Vancouver! Where's your courage now? Step up if you've got the guts, or run home with your tails tucked between your legs!"

From the shadows emerged an unexpected figure, confidently striding forward.

"I'll represent the Kingstons," he proclaimed boldly.

The referee quickly hid his smirk, eager for more chaos.

"Begin!" he shouted.

But as Jasmine and Kelly finally glimpsed the new fighter's face, dread flooded their expressions.

Charles Kingston.

Before Jasmine could scream, Charles raised his hand dramatically. "I surrender!"

"That cowardly snake!" Jasmine roared furiously, her voice cracking with rage. "Who let Charles anywhere near our arena?"

Charles turned theatrically towards the crowd, arms wide as if embracing their disdain.

"Listen up!" he shouted triumphantly.

"Why fight Chicago? It's clearly stronger, richer, and far superior to Vancouver! Let's stop being stubborn fools—join Chicago willingly, and I'll become your sixth lord of Chicago. Imagine prosperity and power instead of this pitiful independence!"

Jasmine stormed toward the referee, her fury barely restrained. "That traitor doesn't speak for Vancouver!"

The referee shrugged dismissively, clearly enjoying her torment.

never clarified your fighters beforehand. Now that you

for the

and the Chicago Lords, cruel and

left. Better pick carefully-if there's anyone left worth fighting for

as despair knotted

stabbing them in the back, poisoning her

to find someone capable of facing

gonna be, Kingston? Admit defeat and bow

More mocking voices rose:

mighty Kingstons

humiliating

an excuse to avoid

rules, and Vancouver never had

spectators' murmurs swung wildly between pity, excitement, and

eyes

Chicago Alex's share, and call it diplomacy." Jasmine bit her lip fiercely, her

barked sharply, irritation clear in

you even sending someone into the ring? Quit

with the games-just forfeit already!" The Chicago Lords members

burned silently, their faces twisted in

a powerful voice cut through the

narrowing suspiciously as a figure pushed through the

He stepped forward confidently,

his face, and a bright blue uniform from Vancouver's cleaning

hell is this joker?" someone scoffed from

harshly, shaking his head with

serious right now? You-a damn janitor-think you can face me? Who the hell gave

silence, Jasmine immediately recognized

of worry. She moved

our stocks, let them take

calm smile beneath his

let them touch a single share, and our pride isn't for

walked boldly into the

hadn't planned to fight, but standing aside now

turning toward her, eyes pleading for intervention.

knowingly, eyes