The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 318

Chapter 318

The father sprinted desperately toward his young boy, eyes wild with fear and tears streaming down his face.

As he reached his son, his heart nearly stopped-the pavement was scarred by bullets, each hole barely a hair's breadth from his son's fragile body.

"He's alright, honey!" he shouted, relief shaking his voice. "She missed our boy is safe!"

He clutched his wife tightly, their bodies trembling in shared gratitude.

"What?" Clarissa shrieked in disbelief.

Fury surged through her veins, and she raised her gun again, merciless eyes locked on the helpless child.

Instantly, the father shielded his son, spreading himself protectively. "If you're gonna kill my boy, you'll have to go through me first."

Clarissa sneered viciously. "Fine by me. Cleaning out trash is always a pleasure."

She squeezed the trigger without hesitation.

The father clenched his eyes shut, bracing himself for the piercing pain. But instead of death, a violent explosion erupted from Clarissa's gun.

The weapon shattered spectacularly, hurling shards of hot metal directly into her face and body.

Clarissa screamed—a raw, agonized cry-as the burning shrapnel sliced into her skin and eyes, sending her reeling to the ground.

The crowd erupted into satisfied murmurs.

"Serves the bitch right."

"Instant karma never misses."

"That's divine justice!"

Henrietta's face twisted in panic and anguish. She rushed to her mother's side, frantically grabbing her shoulders. "Mom! Mom, can you hear me?"

Clarissa writhed on the ground, shrieking in pain. "Help me! My face-my eyes! God, the pain!"

spun to Bobby, terror filling her

Alex, urgency in his voice. "Doctor, hurry up! If anything happens to Madame Clarissa, you'll all pay with your

coolly as blood seeped from

clinical detachment, he said, "Relax. She'll last another two hours at least-

bastard!

threats, Alex swiftly returned his attention to the wounded

wounds swiftly-just in

wail of sirens cut through the air

the paramedics toward Clarissa, barking commands and threats using the

into the ambulance, speeding off toward the

ambulance arrived moments later, gently carrying the boy and his relieved,

Alex's hand firmly, tears of gratitude filling his eyes. "Thank you, Doctor. You saved

as they vanished

his car, a shadow

in Chicago to visit Kingswell's branch, yet already the city's dark underbelly had revealed itself-the arrogance, cruelty, and entitlement of Chicago's ruling families were

are truly human," Alex whispered bitterly, gazing at the blood-

of helicopters roared over the skyline, slamming down hard onto the helipad of

blades whipped the air, scattering debris as doors flew open and

their synchronized

forward, their voices firm yet strained. "This is Kingston

casually, and the guards sailed backward, mouths spewing blood, bodies crashing

blazing through corridors.

reviewed documents, oblivious until the gunfire echoed

looked up sharply just as the ornate doors exploded inward,

aide stepped forward bravely.

knocking him unconscious before he

casually, eyes fixed on Jasmine. "Ah, Ms. Kingston, enjoying a

in her gaze. "And

"If Vancouver has protectors, I'm the guardian of Chicago. But you, princess,

jaw, fury sparking in

and think you can walk

"War?" He chuckled darkly.

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