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?"

silent, shame and fear flickering across their

martial strength, and at its center stood Samuel Prescott-the governor of Lexington, a martial master at the legendary

secure. If he died, the Prescott family would collapse, and

Alex, his voice

to teach my family proper manners. Please forgive their insults. Three hundred million is

as wealthy and powerful as the Prescotts,

killing intent flashing before he quickly buried it. He clenched

but polite, "as long as you save Father, we'll honor both conditions.

Instead, he stepped closer, placing his hand gently

he read the old

break through to the fabled level one hundred, but without proper technique or guidance, he had nearly torn his

energy stirred, a tide of

ravaging the governor's body, redirecting it, forcing the wild energy back

Samuel's chaotic energy past the final barrier was child's

precise, unshakable, like a master musician

back as he spat out a thick mouthful of dark,

eyes rolled back, and

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

has been expelled. He's out of immediate danger. But his body's still riddled with internal injuries-it'll take

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

stepped forward, his expression cautious. "The matter of payment isn't an issue. But we need to confirm my

a discreet

Samuel, and quickly activated all the

eyes suddenly widened as he

He froze in place.

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

wrong. Mr. Prescott's pulse is steady. The stagnant blood has been purged, and even the torn meridians

cursed, his

to death?" His frustration burned, because deep inside he knew-if Samuel had died, he could've justified killing

voice was cool, detached. "Your doctor has confirmed it. He'll

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