The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 435

"Alex," Katarina snapped. "You've already embarrassed me enough. I don't want to see your face here again. Go kneel by the entrance until I decide you've suffered enough to deserve forgiveness!"

Alex lowered his head. His voice came out quiet, respectful. "Yes, my wife."

Her eyes flared. Another slap, sharper than the first. "Who said I'm your wife? If it weren't for that Saint-Claire name, even a dog wouldn't marry you. Now get out!"

Heinrich Schiller stepped forward and caught Katarina's arm, smirking. "Don't waste your anger on that mutt, Katarina. You'll only lower yourself."

Alex said nothing.

'Silence after an insult is the loudest cry.'

He turned and walked toward the exit, head bowed, every eye on him.

Whispered voices filled the room as soon as he was gone.

"I heard he's the last of the Saint-Claires," one man murmured.

"Last?" another scoffed. "That family's been dead for decades. Only Logan Saint- Claire escaped, and he disappeared like a rat."

A woman laughed behind her glass. "And this one's Logan's bastard with some woman from Xia. A filthy half-breed."

"But he's still the only heir," someone said. "That means the Saint-Claire fortune is legally his."

The woman shook her head, smiling coldly. "Not anymore. When he came back, the Rosenheim family — the Saint-Claires' old servants — already controlled every estate. They own it all now."

Another voice chimed in. "He's lucky the Rosenheims even let him marry Katarina Rosenheim."

"Lucky?" a man snorted. "That's not luck. They married him so they could keep the Saint-Claire name and swallow everything legally."

"He's unbelievably stupid. Instead of fighting for his family's inheritance in court, he let himself be manipulated into marrying Katarina — just to become her obedient dog. Pathetic. He's less of a man and more like a trained animal."

The crowd burst into laughter.

"I heard his IQ barely hits eighty," one man said. "Spent years studying after coming back from Xia, still can't understand basic technologies. How can someone that stupid breathe the same air as us?"

a genius," another added. "IQ of one-fifty. Honestly, the Saint-Claire fortune's better

and unrestrained,

cold sweep of the night air,

slap, the echo of their laughter,

itself into his memory

face, something powerful was

the numbers — in just three years,

rippled around the

added with a smirk. "She's got every Saint-Claire asset under

burst out laughing, leaning closer, gossip thick in their

said. "By law, all the Saint- Claire assets will be permanently managed under Katarina Rosenheim. And once she files for

fool will walk away with nothing! Not a coin, not a

They laughed harder.

what

"What?"

"She'll marry Heinrich Schiller."

and whispers filled the

Al industry," someone said with awe. Every corporation in Winchester

Saint- Claire name in a heartbeat

echoing off the crystal

Alex Saint-Claire knelt by the

pointed at him from a

man. He was

posture, his eyes sharpened

he thought. Just

took a slow, steady breath. He had been treated like property,

almost over. Everything was about

of all warriors are

sudden rush of sound split the

car descended through the clouds, the engines humming like thunder. It landed hard

her

Alex like a dream - but this dream