The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 317

Chapter 317

Alex pressed harder, desperately fighting to save the little boy whose life hung by the thinnest thread.

Sweat streaked his face as he whispered reassurance. "Stay with me, kid. You're stronger than this."

The bodyguard jabbed a gun directly into Alex's temple. "Doc, I warned you-fix our Madame first, or you're done."

Alex didn't flinch. His voice came cold and fierce.

"Pull the trigger, and your precious madame can find herself another doctor. I'm not leaving this child."

Alex tore open the boy's shirt, revealing a horrific wound.

Blood had slowed but still oozed, darkening the asphalt. The child's breaths came

in shallow gasps.

Alex reached into his pocket, pulling out the miracle pills.

With a steady hand, he gently placed one in the boy's mouth.

"Hold on. You're gonna make it."

The boy's mother watched helplessly, tears flooding her cheeks, her voice shaking with prayer.

"Oh God, please spare my son. Please."

Beside her, the father fell to his knees, pleading with the bodyguard.

"Please, he's our only child. Ten years of prayers brought him to us. Let the doctor save him."

Bystanders crowded closer, anger igniting their voices. "Leave the doctor alone! Can't you see he's saving the kid?"

"Have you no heart? Let him work!"

The bodyguard's eyes darted nervously around, his grip loosening slightly on the gun.

"Move! All of you!" The shrill voice cut through the chaos as Clarissa Montclair emerged from her luxury car, her head slightly injured, fury blazing in her eyes.

from her guard, she

her body gleaming with jewels,

reckless driving has done? This car cost ten million dollars-and it

shaken, blood splattered on his worn

your car swerved into my lane.

the

was your car that crossed the

"You're in the wrong!"

mouths!" Clarissa

of you permission to speak? If my car enters your lane, you move aside. That's how it works. Are you all too stupid

by the gun trembling in her grip, the

think sorry fixes this

pay me the full ten million plus compensation for my emotional trauma!

gasped, stunned by

stammered, "But I'm just a worker earning three thousand a

for all I care! You owe me, and you will pay or

tension exploded like a powder keg until finally, a voice

you're demanding money from the victim? I've got it all on

Clarissa's eyes narrowed dangerously.

her towering bodyguard,

massive frame

collar and delivered two

the hell!" the man sputtered,

punch into the man's

shouted, her voice cutting through the stunned

my car, so that's what happened if I drift into his lane, then his useless

you don't use them? Your insignificant lives

is outrageous!" another voice piped up

has the audacity to blame others? I've never witnessed

talking-call the cops!" someone else urged, voices rising in

She whipped out her gun and fired a bullet into

instantly silenced the

even know who you're dealing with? I'm Clarissa Montclair of the Chicago Lords. Even your chief police bends the knee when he sees us. Keep running your mouths, and I'll have every one of you

bravado of the crowd

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