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.

at a golden mansion because they

said, her patience

closer to my

said coldly, "but not until I get my five

Sophia began, but

I'll transfer it to your account

of

Why are you shocked?" Alex asked,

that kind of money?" Sophia

course," Jack sneered before Alex could answer. "He gets paid every time he

"Lyra

"Lyra?"

I entered? I placed a winning bet, and Lyra's holding my

had already taken the money from the Guise family-they were

corporation managing their debts had either already paid

thing for certain about

mean you fought Lyra in bed too, and she's gotta pay you for that?

before he

don't care where you get

long as I have my five million we'll call it even for the house. But after this-" she leaned in, her tone venomous-

She'll pay you,"

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

friend? You really are nothing but a

just business partners. She's helping me sell some

slept with everyone-maybe even Kelly, right after Josephine. I really

heel, refusing to hear another word. On her way out,

his foot, making him flinch from the sharp jolt

just like that, the brutal, ugly encounter

the smoldering ruins, they found no trace of Madam Henny

of Henny and Clarissa locked in a grotesque sex

instantly, dragging the Montclair name

slammed her palm on the

harder than anyone I know-at destroying

plan to deal with this only after it's turned to ash? Where are Henny and Clarissa? Why can't we

the older elders pressed

sex party with forty men, streamed to the whole world? They'll

if they have... it won't save

voice barked. "Send people to

beyond disgraceful. They've ruined the Montclair name,"

spat.

into a storm of voices—outrage, condemnation, and pure fury