The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 394

"Uncle," Frederick snapped.

"How could you stand on this loser's side? He dares demand two hundred million from us? Why don't we just drag him out and torture him?"

"Loser? Torture me?" Alex let out a low, weary laugh and rubbed his temple as if Frederick's words gave him a headache.

He raised a single finger, his eyes narrowing. "Three hundred million. If not, I'm walking out right now to heal my emotional hurt. Goodbye."

He turned toward the door without hesitation.

"Who allowed you to come and go as you please!"

Frederick lunged for him, but before he could touch Alex, Henry's fist smashed into Frederick's face with a heavy thud that echoed through the room.

Frederick staggered back, crashing to the floor.

His eyes widened in disbelief. "Uncle... why did you hit me?"

"You useless fool!" Henry's voice thundered. His face was dark with fury.

"Every time you open your mouth, filth spills out. Get the hell out if you can't control yourself!"

"Henry, that was too much." Benjamin's voice was low, his brow furrowed with anger at seeing his son struck.

"You shut up too!" Henry's glare cut into him like a blade.

"Our father's life hangs by a thread, and the help we need is right here! Yet you two are squabbling like children. If something happens to Father, can you bear that responsibility?"

Benjamin bristled, but Henry wasn't finished. His voice shook with cold rage.

"This should've been simple. We could've resolved it without spending a dime. But your idiot son provoked him, and now the price has risen to three hundred million."

"If I let him continue, Alex might demand even more. Are you ready to pay that?"

and son fell silent, shame and fear flickering

strength, and at its center stood Samuel Prescott-the governor

very presence kept their enemies at bay and the state secure. If he died,

his voice firm

Three hundred million is nothing compared

family as wealthy and powerful as

eyes burned with barely restrained hatred, a flicker of killing intent flashing before he

pressed, his tone tight but polite, "as long as you save Father, we'll honor both

closer, placing his hand

the old man's body with silent

but without proper technique or guidance, he had

drew in a deep breath. His energy stirred, a tide of power flowing into Samuel's

body, redirecting it, forcing the wild energy back into order, guiding it toward

had already surpassed level 100, guiding Samuel's chaotic energy

precise, unshakable, like a master musician tuning

as he spat out a

eyes rolled back, and he slumped into unconsciousness

hurried forward, quickly moving to wipe away the blood. Alex calmly withdrew his

of immediate danger. But his body's still riddled with internal injuries-it'll take time before

sharp and deliberate, "Do not wake him for at least an hour. His energy is still circulating. Disturb him now, and it could spiral into chaos. If that happens, even I won't be able to save him. That's

forward, his expression cautious. "The matter of payment isn't an issue. But we

a discreet signal with his

doctor rushed forward, crouched beside Samuel, and quickly activated all the medical equipment

suddenly

He froze in place.

his voice a whip crack. "What's wrong with my father?" The doctor blinked, then broke into a

is steady. The stagnant blood has been purged, and even the torn

Frederick cursed, his face flushing

sentence without scaring us half to death?" His frustration burned, because deep inside he knew-if Samuel had died, he could've

cool, detached. "Your doctor has confirmed it.

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