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.

she snapped. "But in exchange,

tried

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

surrendered, knowing any argument was

thought of

the

front doors exploded inward, shattering wood splinters across

imposing force of Montclair bodyguards, stormed

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

radiated menace, casting shadows of dread across the

Henny roared from her wheelchair, her voice raw

her injured knee fueled an uncontrollable rage,

from the living room, stopping dead

paled instantly. "Madam Henny! W-what brings

is Sophia?" Henny snarled through clenched teeth, her voice

she came with guards the best money could buy-and nothing, no

trembled, her

holding together. "They haven't

since this

they were meeting you-to apologize in

came and shot my knee!" Henny

Florence recoiled in shock.

never harm anyone. You

with rage. "Look at what

bandaged nose, and swollen lips, clearly the

did this to you?" Florence gasped, eyes wide

Sophia would never

Clarissa hissed, her eyes blazing with

gun. She shot grandmother and bashed me in

her striking beauty to mask her lack of talent, seethed with

knocking out three of her teeth. Her rage

shot Madam Henny and assaulted you? That can't be

you don't produce Sophia

I don't know where Sophia is!" Florence pleaded desperately, her voice