The Almighty Dominance

At noon, their private jet touched down at the Kane estate.

The Kane family was one of Vermont's oldest ruling lineages, and their headquarters reflected centuries of power.

The mansion rose like a fortress of wealth, its sprawling gardens and ponds arranged by the most renowned feng shui masters.

Every tree, every stone, every ripple of water was placed to channel fortune endlessly toward the Kane bloodline.

Hundreds of guards patrolled the perimeter, their eyes sharp, rifles steady.

Bella walked at Alex's side, her fingers clutching the back of his shirt as if it were her lifeline.

She stayed close, almost sheltered in his shadow, her steps timid but steady.

She longed to pull him nearer, but shyness held her back, stealing her courage—

yet the fear of losing him kept her grip unbreakable.

"Alex, you're finally here. Please, help us check on Jericho-something's happened to him."

At the entrance, Lidia stood with her butler, her face pale and frantic.

"I'll check him," Alex said firmly. "Lead the way."

Lidia's eyes flickered with doubt. "Are you sure you can cure him?" Her voice cracked with panic.

"I can't promise anything," Alex answered. "I need to examine him first. If it's just an ordinary illness, it will be simple. But if it's rare, the outcome depends on the severity. Some things aren't easy to cure."

"Please-quickly. Follow me."

Lidia spun on her heels, frowning, and hurried inside.

Alex and Bella followed close behind until they reached a lavish ward filled with state-of-the-art medical equipment.

Specialists clustered together, whispering anxiously as they tried to devise a treatment.

On the bed lay Jericho Kane. The once-charismatic governor was now unrecognizable. His skin carried a bluish tinge, his lips darkened to a dreadful purple.

Alex stepped forward. He placed his fingers on Jericho's wrist, feeling his pulse, then checked his eyes and mouth. His expression hardened.

Jericho had been poisoned. Not by something ordinary, but by a venom so rare and vicious that only one name surfaced in Alex's mind-the Kingswell.

This poison was a secret weapon, forged by the Kingswell under the king's command-crafted to bring down the most dangerous of enemies.

And now, that same toxin had been unleashed on Jericho Kane.

But the king had given no such order. Which meant only two people could have released it-Kelly or Alfred Kington, former Kingswell.

They had dared to use the poison without permission.

"Alex... how is my father? Can you save him?" Bella's voice trembled, fragile as glass.

Alex's eyes lingered on Jericho before he spoke. "It's complicated. But I'll try." Because this poison wasn't just deadly-it was cunning.

It could splinter into one hundred and eight variations, each more insidious than the last, shifting form depending on how it entered the body and how much time had passed.

The poison changed automatically with the flow of time, twisting itself into deadlier versions at every turn.

And Alex knew he was facing one of the deadliest puzzles of all.

This poison was designed with no cure. Once it took hold, the victim was left to wait for death.

the room as she

we're talking about, and all you can say is you'll try? Are you out of your

Why play games with his life—do you think my uncle

Lidia stopped

"But, Aunt-"

from him first." Lidia's trembling gaze locked on Alex. "Please... tell me what you think of my husband's

Alex straightened.

any other. Every thirty minutes to an

to be cured. It was created for one purpose only: to kill. If we want even a chance of saving

I want to hear! I want my husband to

swallowed her reason, making her forget that Alex had once

she no longer wanted the

sickness demands a different cure. Poison is another world entirely. My mother already brought

"Who?" Lidia asked.

calm voice answered. "Doctor

of figures in white coats filed into the

thin, sharp-featured man, his eyes gleaming with cold confidence

him walked a plump,

Scarlet called, rushing toward

Lidia

had always been ruled

the elder sibling and Jericho

any

the patriarch's torch,

Jericho had fallen gravely ill," Beatrice said

is Dr. Kevin," Beatrice

a professor at Oxford Medical School. His expertise in rare and deadly illnesses is unmatched. With him here,

professor at Oxford?" Lidia's face lit

that title alone meant excellence beyond question. If Kevin

medical school, surely he was more skilled

thought of Alex,

when no one else could but wasn't he just a

treat Bella. But this was different. This was her husband, the

could

his throat. "Let me be clear. I don't allow anyone to touch my patient. I despise being compared. If you

"Alex, what are you waiting for? Step aside! There's

head. "I'm not underestimating him. But he can't cure

Zit's a

This isn't something a university professor can hope to

fool," Beatrice snapped, her

shabby little clinic in the slums. Just because you pulled off a miracle once doesn't make you a

stand there like you're equal to Dr. Kevin. Get out of the way before you

put Jericho's life in the hands of a

once. But this? This is something else entirely. What happens if Jericho die? Who will bear that responsibility? You?" "Mother!" Bella cried out. "I believe in Alex.

your feelings. Just because you like him doesn't mean he can save your father. Supporting him will

turned to

"Mrs. Kane, this poison is unlike anything you've ever heard of. I

else makes even a single mistake, it will

"I'm warning you this poison

let out a sharp

me you think you're better than Dr. Kevin. What a ridiculous joke.

even hold a proper license. What gives you

him? The only contest you could win against Dr. Kevin

don't care if you look down on me," Alex

look down on the poison. Only ignorant fools speak so arrogantly