The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 329

Laura's face twisted in rage. Without hesitation, she swung her hand, landing a fierce slap across the doctor's face.

"What kind of worthless bastard calls himself a doctor, yet sends my husband home just to wait for death?" she screamed, her voice shaking with fury.

Dr. Peter stood frozen, stunned. One of Vermont's finest doctors had just been humiliated by this woman.

“Listen carefully, woman,” he snarled bitterly.

“Your husband will die. Nothing on earth can save him now, not even your parade of second opinions. Frankly, with a venomous wife like you, it's no wonder he's headed to an early grave."

Laura exploded, her voice cracking with raw fury.

"What the hell did you just say to me? You dare sentence my husband to death and blame me for it? Are you begging to die?"

The assistants quickly stepped forward, forming a barrier around Dr. Peter, terrified by Laura's wild wrath.

"Guards!" Laura roared. "Beat them! Break every damn bone in their bodies!"

"Yes, Ma'am!” Two guards surged forward, striking viciously at the cowering medical staff.

Dr. Peter scrambled desperately to escape before the guards reached him.

Laura, still blazing with anger, seized an elderly doctor whose face had already turned pale blue. She grabbed him roughly by the collar, pulling him close.

“Listen closely, old man! You'll save my husband's life or lose yours-choose wisely!"

“I..... I am not able,” the doctor murmured, a pitiful pledge trembling on his lips.

"What good is it calling yourself a doctor if you can't even save one man?"

“Ma'am,” the doctor whimpered helplessly, tears brimming in his frightened eyes, "I'm not Jesus."

"Then become one!” she roared, slapping him across the face again.

the poor doctor several more times, each slap louder

and Alex's words echoed through her mind, calming her just

find Lyra

appeared suddenly before Alex, sweating

you! Stop right there!" she commanded. "My husband just coughed up

exhaustion and frustration

something wrong with how you talk, or do you actually think that's normal? Haven't you heard? Slavery's been over for a

for freedom. So don't act like you're above

glared down at Alex

who you're talking to. I'm Laura Montclair, one of Chicago's ruling lords. I have power, money, everything. You're nothing. Obeying me is

that a nobody like Alex would never dare reject

simply shrugged, unperturbed. “Well, sorry to disappoint you, but your favors mean nothing to me. Feel

like you gets such a privilege!" Laura sneered, tossing

pride and drowning in

generous

Laura's bodyguards finally caught

her voice dripping venom, "Take this insolent man to treat Mr. Montclair. If he resists, break his legs—leave his arms intact though, he'll need

Lyra quickly stepped

two better back off," Sophia warned, her voice firm. "Take

laugh. "Police? Darling, they're all comfortably tucked into my pocket Now, teach this fool his place. Make sure he bows next time he sees me. He

shouted a warning, “Ladies, get out of the way or you'll get

not moving!" Lyra snapped

fist—but before his blow landed, he collapsed abruptly to the

but fell just as swiftly,

stood frozen in shock, staring in disbelief.

know, heart attacks are surprisingly common. Looks

from breathing in all

Alex's arm. “Let's just go. She's nothing

Alex agreed, turning to

Laura's voice broke with fury, choking on

brought more competent men, this