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 off in

spread, cruel and unrestrained, bouncing

the night air, Alex

slap, the echo of

moment seared itself into his memory

that calm face, something powerful was awakening

guest said, raising his glass, "ever since Katarina married that idiot, she's been using the Saint-Claire name to her full advantage. Look at the numbers — in just three years, their assets have multiplied fivefold. She turned a dying

around the

chasing her again," someone added with a smirk. "She's got every Saint-Claire

group of women burst out laughing, leaning closer,

said. "By law, all the Saint-

woman jumped in, grinning, "—that fool will walk away with nothing! Not a coin, not a title. It'll all

They laughed harder.

what

"What?"

"She'll marry Heinrich Schiller."

and whispers

half the new Al industry," someone said with awe. Every corporation in Winchester is trying to recruit

chimed in. "They'd trade the Saint- Claire name

grew louder, echoing off

Saint-Claire knelt by the grand entrance,

drunk guests pointed at him from a distance,

man. He was a

posture, his eyes

years... he thought. Just a few more

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

it was almost over. Everything

warriors are these

sudden rush of sound split the

flying car descended through the clouds, the engines humming like thunder. It landed hard at the front steps of the banquet

out — beautiful, fierce, and desperate - her dress simple but elegant, her

- but this dream breathed, alive, radiant, almost