The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 351

Four hours earlier, Sophia received an unexpected call from Gilbert, demanding she accompany him to watch a fight at the Paris Arena.

Sophia despised fights.

She never had interest in violent sports and didn't even know the arena existed until Gilbert summoned her.

"I'm sorry, Gilbert, but that's not my kind of entertainment," Sophia declined.

Gilbert leaned close, eyes narrowed threateningly.

"Do you prefer something bad happening to your mother or little brother instead?"

Within an hour, she was aboard Gilbert's private jet, speeding from Vancouver to Paris.

When they arrived, Gilbert escorted her into an exclusive room filled with Parisian elites, proudly introducing her as his fiancée and boasting about their upcoming wedding.

Sophia felt nauseous at the announcement, especially as the elites swarmed around her, complimenting her looks and gushing about how fortunate she was to marry a man like Gilbert.

It was obvious—they were trying to win her favor solely because of Gilbert's influence.

Only then did she discover Alex was fighting in the arena.

Gilbert's intentions became crystal clear-he wanted her to watch Alex's brutal death.

Sophia silently vowed to herself: if Alex died tonight, she'd follow him.

But against all odds, Alex emerged victorious.

Even Lyra, her best friend, hit the jackpot-winning an unbelievable 300 billion just for betting on him.

"How can life be so cruel?" Sophia thought bitterly.

"Lyra becomes governor of Chicago and wins billions, and here I am trapped in misery."

She flinched as Gilbert violently smashed an ashtray against his manager's head in rage.

Sophia knew with sickening certainty-this would be her future, chained to a violent man who lashed out at anyone who angered him.

Moments later, Gilbert snatched up his ringing phone, shouting in disbelief, "Alex took down fifty of our men? Are you kidding me? How the hell is he still alive?"

His icy glare shifted to Mr. Theodore, the Paris chief of police, who stood nearby, visibly tense.

"Chief, Alex just slaughtered my people. Can you take your men and eliminate him?"

"Sir, Alex is a professional fighter. My officers wouldn't stand a chance."

"Then call the goddamn military!" Gilbert roared, slamming his fist on the table.

"I don't care what it takes-I want Alex and Lyra dead tonight. Do you hear me, Theodore? If you fail, someone else will be wearing your badge by sunrise."

"Yes, sir," Theodore replied stiffly, then hurried off to rally his men and call in military backup.

raged on in heated talks with his other managers, Sophia quietly slipped out of the room and hurriedly called

right now?"

heading back to

you?"

not with me. Why?" Lyra replied,

sent people to kill him! He's blocked my

his location. Go now,

rushed desperately to the address Lyra provided, her

filled her veins-police and heavily armed soldiers surrounded Alex, their weapons

forward, gun drawn, and shouted, "Put your hands up, Alex!

mockery. "Is this your best? Even an army isn't

off with death staring

raised, fingers tightening on triggers, when

"Stop!"

through the siege, breathless and frantic, dressed in elegant branded clothes now stained

narrowed, frustration etched

dragging

you alright?" Sophia's voice trembled as

many times must I

she steeled herself, turning instead to

going on

politely yet firmly. "Please step aside, you might ruin your

Theodore, Alex is my friend.

Mr. Gilbert gave

Gilbert." Sophia's voice hardened as she pulled out her smartphone, stepping swiftly toward a quiet

tone was impatient. "Sophia, where the hell are you? I've been

immediately. Don't let him kill

Gilbert's voice dripped

dangerous annoyance, "don't play

me. I

mother's

throat if you interfere."

blazed with

stop Theodore

left with no

had a woman dared threaten him

Sophia killed instead-yet he knew it

was deeply connected to

still needed their influence, and Sophia was his

he had an image to uphold a dream he'd sold to

wasn't

It was his pride.

snapped furiously, "I'll talk to Theodore.

the phone

Gilbert," Theodore