The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 362

"Oh? Really? Well, congratulations!" Alex exclaimed, genuinely startled.

"I didn't see that coming."

"Neither did I," Sophia said with a relieved sigh, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

"Everything was so sudden, chaotic even, but somehow, in the end, it all fell into place perfectly."

"Care to share the details?" Alex asked, pulling out a couple of instant drinks and offering her one.

"Well, first things first," Sophia began, leaning forward with excitement.

“My marriage to Gilbert Guise has been officially registered with the government. There's even a peculiar clause stating that, as his legal wife, I inherit everything from the Guise family-including the governor's seat, which has passed down for generations."

She clearly looked thrilled knowing Gilbert was already dead—and she didn't have to marry anyone now.

All she had to do was accept everything the Gusie family owned.

There was an old saying: if a man hurt a woman terribly but later died and left her all his money, he was practically forgiven-especially if the fortune was large.

People believed women were simple beings, as money could make them forgive almost anything.

And if the man died miserably, her forgiveness seemed even more genuine.

Alex nodded thoughtfully.

He had personally seen to the removal of every other potential Guise heir, unknowingly paving the way for Sophia.

"So, you're Mrs. Guise now?"

Sophia shook her head and laughed softly.

"Actually, not quite. My grandfather, Abraham Lancaster, married Betty Montclair. My grandmother came from a matriarchal line. When she married, she dropped her surname."

"But now, after the recent attack on the Chicago Lords severely weakened the Montclair family, the elders are desperate. They've asked my grandmother's side to step back into leadership. And that means they've asked me to lead the Montclair family."

"Because you're also inheriting Paris's governorship, they see an advantage in backing you," Alex concluded.

"Exactly." Sophia snapped her fingers with a satisfied smile.

Paris. Or, at least, a candidate. They're processing the paperwork, and for

saying that as long as everything checks out legally, with the Montclair family's backing, you'll become

on.

said, eyes shining

position. Never in a million years did I imagine myself standing as governor!

Even with Gilbert being the heir, she knew her claim to the governorship would never be

Alex, there's something strange happening in our country,"

states are backing my claim, deliberately blocking the king

tradition, insisting that the governorship must pass to the closest blood relative or spouse of the heir. It's pretty

deeply, equally baffled. He had never orchestrated Sophia's rise—yet here she was, poised to

for this, and somehow everything landed

had been a roller coaster-wild ups, crushing lows...

an

chin

that I have this power, you'd better start flattering me, Alex, or you'll regret missing the chance. Paris

laughing, amused by Sophia's playful arrogance, and

Sophia whose last name still confuses

placed a hand behind his back, bowed

Governor. What can

and gently touched Alex's hand, her

their gazes held a storm of

that unforgettable night they spent together- though they'd sworn to pretend

were supposed to have been drunk, and neither was meant to

the other still carried

to break the silence, leaving their

I officially become Governor of Paris, I be even more powerful than Jasmine Kingston,” Sophia announced boldly, lifting her chin

happens, Alex, I'll protect you. You'll

hope. For years, she'd lived in Jasmine's

chance to inherit the Paris Governor's position, she

openly competing for Alex filled her heart

never wanted much in life, always dutifully following her

She envisioned growing old together, building a life filled with

warmed her heart even as it made

"Alex..." she whispered softly.

tender, his eyes meeting

and meaningful between them.

nervously. "Would you... Alex,