The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 327

Morning broke early, bringing with it a fresh start.

Alex rose, showered, and busied himself preparing breakfast-his signature Eggs Benedict.

Simple but irresistible. The aroma filled the kitchen just as footsteps echoed softly from behind.

"Something smells heavenly!" Sophia's voice broke the quiet.

She looked stunning, dressed impeccably in a tailored business suit, her face brightened by a gentle smile.

"Sophia? What are you doing here?" Alex blurted, confusion clear on his face. Today, of all days-why?

"I skipped breakfast, figured I'd swing by quickly on the way to work," Sophia replied casually, stepping closer to inspect the dish.

Alex narrowed his eyes skeptically. "Your office isn't anywhere near this neighborhood."

She let out a sigh and admitted reluctantly, "Fine. Lyra asked me to take you to meet someone before heading to my office. I've got some time to spare." She sat down with practiced ease, clearly dodging his pointed stare.

"Lyra could've just called me," Alex frowned deeply.

Sophia skillfully ignored his remark, brightening deliberately.

"Eggs Benedict, my favorite! How did you know?" Without waiting, she eagerly reached for a plate, determined to avoid further questioning.

Alex opened his mouth to protest, but before words could form, the front door swung open, revealing Jasmine in the doorway.

She stretched languidly, an oversized shirt slipping provocatively off one shoulder, hinting at silky lingerie beneath.

"Alex, darling, I'm starving. Breakfast ready yet?" she purred softly, halting abruptly as her gaze clashed with Sophia's shocked expression.

"What the hell are you doing here?" both women demanded simultaneously.

The atmosphere instantly turned explosive, the silent hostility palpable.

"Alex," Sophia's voice tightened dangerously, her eyes blazing with suspicion and betrayal, "care to explain what's going on?"

Her gaze flicked pointedly at Jasmine, whose attire was unmistakably Alex's shirt. Jasmine smiled slowly, her eyes glittering with mischievous triumph.

"Isn't it obvious, sweetheart?" She tugged suggestively at the shirt, exposing a delicate lace edge beneath. "Alex and I had a very... cozy night."

"You slept with her?" Sophia's voice trembled, fury and jealousy warring openly across her features. The thought of Alex giving in so easily stung deeply.

"Of course," Jasmine added. "Side by side the entire night. Skin to skin-it's a scorching night, after all."

Sophia's eyes shimmered

you think," Alex quickly interjected, his head

"Come on,

with frustration. "Jasmine got injured

bruises and scrapes marring Jasmine's otherwise

not go to the

defiant smirk playing on

I want. Besides, correct me if I'm wrong,

snapped fiercely. "We could

in a fierce, unspoken challenge,

and divorce aren't some game, Sophia." Jasmine's smile dropped instantly, replaced by cold

chose to walk away once. Now

has the guts to make things right. I know

meaningfully toward Alex, hope and resolve blazing in her

then, Josephine walked calmly into the kitchen, took in the tense standoff, and

think fixing something you shattered will make it whole again?

the same?" Sophia's voice trembled with determination. "I

handle this better." Jasmine slid gracefully into her seat at the dining table and pulled a plate of Eggs Benedict toward

breakfast, sweetheart. You always know what

the plate back swiftly. "Hold on. Alex knows Eggs Benedict are my favorite. He made

tugged at the plate once more, her voice tight. "The past is gone. This meal

steal someone else's favorite dish.

makes you think you have exclusive rights? Everything Alex

delusion talking. Just because you

decision,

voices rose, each stubbornly yanking the plate back and forth like it was a lifeline, unwilling to

rubbed his temples, questioning how he'd gotten

gets these eggs?" Sophia demanded

waiting like hawks for

out on Alex's forehead. He

placing fresh plates of Eggs Benedict

Stop fighting over eggs." She gently set the

pile more on him. If

calm authority silenced

seat, clasping her hands together. "Let's

uncomfortably.

smiled gently. "True Source welcomes

lowered her head and whispered a quick prayer. For a second, the room softened just enough to

time, the bitterness unmistakable. Then, as if