The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 375

Florence stormed up to Alex, her face twisted with rage, voice trembling on the edge of a scream.

"You hit Madam Henny first, you idiot! You handed her the perfect excuse to come after us! This all started because of you!"

She stabbed her finger toward the inferno raging outside, the flames painting her

face in violent orange.

"Look at that mansion—burning to the ground! Why is this happening to us? Because of you!"

"We got stabbed because of you! Ever since you walked into our lives, nothing good has happened to us-nothing!"

Alex lifted an eyebrow, calm in the face of her fury. The truth was, if he hadn't stepped in, Florence and Jack would already be dead.

And as for "nothing good"... well, thanks to him, Sophia now wore the title of Governor of Paris.

But she wasn't entirely wrong-Henny had plenty of reasons to want revenge, and yes, one of them was him.

Florence's glare was like a blade. "Now our mansion is gone. You'd better give me that money, or I swear I'll chase you to my last breath. I'll trade my life if that's what it takes to hunt every dollar down."

Alex studied her in silence.

This wasn't just about greed-this was obsession.

Florence would pursue him until one of them was dead, willing to gamble her own life if it meant getting her hands on the money.

"Mom," Sophia stepped in.

"Alex doesn't have that kind of money. You know who he is. Where's he supposed to get five million dollars? Be reasonable."

"Reasonable?" Jack limped in, bandages wrapping half his body. He smirked through the pain.

"This man's the famous boy toy of Jasmine Kingston. How can you say he's broke? He's got everything Kingston has."

"Watch your mouth, Jack," Sophia snapped.

"Oh, come on, Sophia," Florence cut in, eyes glinting.

"Everyone knows. He's Kingston's kept man. No need to hide it. Now hand over the money."

Alex had been considering giving Florence the golden mansion he rarely used— worth a hundred times more than the one she'd lost.

But looking at these two-faces twisted with greed-he changed his mind in an instant.

Fine. Let them have what they really wanted.

Five million dollars? That was pocket change to him-worth less than a single miracle pill.

chance at a golden mansion

enough," Sophia said, her

closer to my work. You should all just follow

"but not until I get

began, but Alex cut her

is. I'll transfer it

of

you shocked?" Alex

kind of

"He gets paid every time

ignored him. "Lyra owes me

"Lyra?"

winning bet, and Lyra's holding my payout. Tell

Lyra had already taken the money from

the family was gone, the corporation managing their debts had either already paid

certain about

Lyra in bed too, and she's gotta pay you

gaze sharpened, but before

where you

my five million we'll call it even for the house. But after this-" she leaned in, her

Lyra. She'll pay

with fury. "So it's true. First Jasmine

friend? You really are nothing but a

business partners. She's helping me sell some of my medicine, that's all.

with everyone-maybe even Kelly,

spun on her heel, refusing to hear another word.

on his foot, making him flinch from

like that, the brutal, ugly encounter

they found no trace of Madam Henny or

24-hour video of Henny and Clarissa locked in a grotesque

went viral instantly, dragging the Montclair

Betty slammed her palm on the table

know-at destroying what's

plan to deal with this only after it's turned to ash? Where

the older elders pressed a hand to her

streamed to the

have... it won't save them. We'll kill them to wipe

another voice barked. "Send people to hunt them down and finish

is beyond disgraceful. They've ruined

spat.

of voices—outrage, condemnation, and pure