The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 319

Jasmine Kingston stood tall, exuding confidence and a chilling grace.

"Listen carefully, Mr. Nobody. My man is far stronger than you could ever comprehend. When he comes for you, you'll regret every single decision you made today."

She turned away with a contemptuous smirk, fully aware that any resistance would result in slaughter.

Jasmine stepped outside, holding her composure despite the dread building in her chest.

"Me? Regret?" The massive figure sneered with derision, his voice a cold growl.

"Lady, I'm the most dangerous man walking this country. If your hero dares to show up, I'll make sure he's damned straight to hell, regretting every moment he ever dreamed of saving you."

Two of his henchmen emerged, dragging old Joe Thompson forward.

His face was a battered mess, blood running freely from his head, glasses shattered.

Through the haze of pain, Joe spat defiantly, "You'll pay for this, Hugh Jones! Mark my words."

Surprise flickered briefly in Hugh's ruthless eyes, followed swiftly by cruel amusement.

"Didn't expect to find a ghost from Chicago here. Pathetic as always, Thompson." Stepping forward, Hugh gripped Joe's broken face firmly, twisting painfully.

"You once ruled as Chicago's sixth kingpin. But you got soft, tossed out like garbage. And now look at you-chasing scraps in this worthless hole, beaten again by the Kingstons."

With deliberate brutality, Hugh smashed Joe's nose, the sickening crunch echoing clearly.

Blood erupted, unstoppable and vivid against Joe's pale skin.

Through blinding pain and fury, Joe watched helplessly as Hugh hauled Jasmine roughly toward a waiting helicopter.

Rage and despair consumed him, his shout fierce and desperate.

"Get word to Alfred and Kelly Kingston now!"

the brutal truth behind

connections that only two families like

all Chicago's ruling families were itching for war, waiting for someone else to spark the flames so

family was quietly preparing to seize the biggest rewards from the coming

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kidnapped?" Alfred Kingston's voice trembled with fury as he processed

reached out to the minister, his

far this time. Kidnapping Jasmine Kingston, governor of Vancouver, is a blatant act of war. This can't

tense and direct. "Tom Jones, did you

harshly, mockery

the victim to justify an attack on Chicago. Everyone knows he, Jasmine, and Kelly have been craving our territory for years. But make

nonsense, Tom. Did you order your son

no. They better have solid

face twisted with

destroyed, but we have a witness. Joe Thompson himself can swear on his life-your son, Hugh

spat out

with us. Don't you get it? He's no

trouble. Got any

and stop dragging your daughter into your

watched the exchange carefully. She knew Tom Jones was strategically dismissing Kingston's

war, painting the Kingstons as desperate troublemakers to rally Chicago's soldiers into a

Pure propaganda, but effective.

quietly picked up her phone and dialed

uncomfortably in

Hostility seeped from every glance

towering man stepped out, voice deep with authority.

shook his extended hand firmly. "Good

role as a special consultant for Vancouver, but HQ didn't give us any instructions on handling you. You'll be treated like any other

his

intel indicating Chicago plans to hit Vancouver with a nuclear strike within a week. Hugh Jones

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