The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 369

"You-!" Sophia's eyes widened in shock and fury.

She lunged forward, yanking Alex away from Kelly as if protecting a child from a predator.

Humiliation and rage surged through her veins, and she snapped fiercely, "Kelly Kingston! What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Kelly tilted her head, her red lips curving into a taunting smile as she eyed Alex hungrily.

"Sophia Lancaster, shouldn't I be asking you that? We were just enjoying ourselves. Why'd you spoil our fun?"

Sophia hesitated, suddenly aware she had no right to intervene.

Alex wasn't hers-at least, not anymore.

"We were still talking before you interrupted," Sophia retorted, refusing to back down. "And Alex didn't seem very thrilled."

"Oh?" Kelly's eyes flashed dangerously. "From what I felt, Alex seemed pretty enthusiastic."

"Kelly," Alex started cautiously.

But Kelly cut him off, spinning back to face him, her voice dripping with seductive bitterness.

"Fine, Alex, play your games. But you know you're hurting me. Someday soon, you'll have to tell Sophia exactly what we have between us."

With a final smirk, she turned sharply, striding confidently toward a sleek luxury car waiting silently by the curb.

The chauffeur held the door open as she slid inside without another glance.

"That shameless witch!" Sophia hissed, stomping her foot angrily. She whirled around to face Alex, her eyes blazing with frustration.

"Alex, you owe me an explanation. What exactly is going on between you and Kelly Kingston?"

Alex sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair.

Kelly, once predictable and loyal, had become impossible to read, and he felt trapped by the complications.

"It's complicated," he muttered.

Sophia felt a sharp ache burn through her chest.

"But in exchange, you're coming with me

Alex tried

afterward, we'll fly back to Vancouver tonight," Sophia demanded firmly, her expression warning him

knowing any argument was

he couldn't suppress the joy swelling inside him at the thought of spending time alone with Sophia-the very thing he'd dreamed of

at the entrance of the Lancaster Mansion

inward, shattering wood splinters

flanked by Clarissa and an imposing force of Montclair bodyguards,

towering men filled the entrance hall, each one built like a fortress,

menace, casting shadows of dread across the grand

her wheelchair, her

injured knee fueled an uncontrollable rage, propelling her forward. "Show

living room, stopping dead in her tracks

instantly. "Madam Henny!

Henny snarled through clenched

could buy-and nothing, no

trembled, her voice

holding together. "They haven't

since this

they were meeting you-to apologize

came and shot my knee!"

Florence recoiled in shock.

is gentle, she'd never harm anyone.

rage. "Look at

Clarissa's battered face, bandaged nose, and swollen

Florence

can't be. Sophia would never

question us!" Clarissa hissed, her eyes

a gun. She shot grandmother and bashed me in

beauty to mask her lack of

her perfect image, knocking out three of

Henny and

snapped impatiently, her voice ice-cold. "If you don't produce Sophia right now, you'll regret ever giving birth

know where Sophia is!" Florence pleaded desperately, her voice