The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 358

Gilbert stood frozen in shock, unable to comprehend seeing Alex standing boldly in front of him.

"You worthless piece of trash!" Gilbert spat venomously. "What the hell are you doing here?"

A guard raised his iron baton, ready to strike Gilbert down, but Alex swiftly raised a hand, halting the entire room with a silent command.

Alex smirked coldly. "Why shouldn't I be here?"

Gilbert's mind spun wildly, still unable to grasp the situation unfolding before him.

He glanced around, noticing dozens of eyes glaring at him with murderous intent, but he brushed it off arrogantly.

To him, they were nothing more than ants-pitiful, powerless ants. Why fear a swarm of insects?

He had stolen their family members, taken their daughters, even their women, and killed whoever he pleased-and they still couldn't lay a finger on him.

They were nothing. Powerless. Useless.

Why fear insects that couldn't bite?

He was a Guise, untouchable. Practically invulnerable.

"You insignificant pest still don't realize where you're standing, do you?" Gilbert sneered, stepping forward aggressively.

He jabbed his finger into Alex's chest, contempt dripping from every word. "This is the Guise family hall. Guards, grab this scumbag! Break every bone in his pathetic body!"

Yet none of the guards moved.

They simply stared at Gilbert, eyes filled with mocking disdain, like spectators watching a foolish dog challenging a lion.

Alex seized Gilbert's pointed finger with terrifying speed and twisted brutally.

A sickening snap echoed through the hall.

"Arghh!" Gilbert screamed, eyes bulging with pain.

Without hesitation, Alex drove his fist into Gilbert's face, shattering his nose and sending four teeth clattering onto the marble floor.

Gilbert collapsed, blood streaming from his face, howling in agony.

"You're dead, Alex! Do you hear me? You'll die screaming-I swear I'll torture you!"

Norman, who had watched silently as his family members were cut down one by one, finally exploded in rage as his son crumpled to the floor.

"Do you realize what you've done, you arrogant fool?" Norman roared to Alex. His voice trembled with fury.

"You've declared war on all of Paris! Even if you slaughter us tonight, your entire family will be hunted down by the whole country. If you value your miserable life, you'd better let us go right now!"

"Oh, really?" Alex laughed darkly, stepping casually toward Norman.

"I thought you people knew how this worked. Isn't it your rule-the powerful stomp on the weak, and the weak just suffer in silence?"

"These families have suffered endlessly, losing their daughters and loved ones because of you."

"Isn't it your turn to stay quiet and endure the pain-just like you made them do under people stronger than you?"

hatred, his laughter bitter

know what? I don't care who you think you are. To me, you're just another terrorist drunk on

will be here soon enough. If you want to live, you'd better run

to his feet, face bloody but eyes

soldiers are coming.

threat palpable in the heavy silence. But Alex simply burst into mocking

think this is funny?"

"You're counting on reinforcements that will never

"Impossible!" Norman snapped defiantly.

fool!" Gilbert shouted furiously. "You'd

call your troops yourself. I'm not

to humiliate Alex, Norman connected the phone

fingers trembled as he dialed, his expression fierce and

flickered to life, revealing General Cole's

urgently. "Have your soldiers arrived yet? I've

hesitated, his face pale and troubled. "I'm sorry, Norman. It's not that I

widened in shock,

you saying? Are you seriously telling me this right now? Paris is

said helplessly. "My orders come straight from above-I'm grounded

they!" Norman growled, seething with rage. "Keep your

the connection in frustration and immediately dialed

and Minister Barry's

Norman shouted, panic surging through him. "Who the hell dared to ground the Paris military? General Cole says his

level!"

Barry replied, equally stunned. "I haven't heard anything about that." Norman clutched the phone, his voice desperate

you money every damn month! You better order General Cole to move his troops

"Relax, Norman. I'll make the call. Cole will move whenever

son of a bitch!" Norman snapped. "You'll get your money, just do your damn

The line went dead.

How many others have you paid off to hide

face twisted in

hell do you know about the king? I run Paris, not that spoiled brat sitting on the throne! Now, you

and leaned casually against the wall, completely unbothered. "I'm not going

phone and made a

phone buzzed with a brief message that turned his blood

Norman. I

my money, and now

began calling other

to help at first-but soon, every one of them responded with

can't

Norman crumble with a cold smile. "Looks like nobody

humiliation and panic. He had one last card to play. Shaking,

I'm

own

Cole mobilize his soldiers to protect me?"

desperation thickening his

confused. "Attacked?

an attack."

shouted, pointing furiously at Alex. "This

of nowhere! Send troops