The Almighty Dominance

"I'll get us a deal with the Eden Group," Sofina announcement hit the room like a gunshot.

For a heartbeat, silence. Then the whole hall burst into laughter. Some people laughed so hard they clutched their stomachs, wiping tears from their eyes.

Everyone thought she'd lost her mind. Trying to steal Grandma Wolfsbane's attention with that kind of nonsense?

Foolish. Desperate. Didn't she know how to read the room?

The Wolfsbane family was on thin ice, and the Eden Group wasn't just some local company-it was the largest Group in Winchester.

For a family like theirs, even being noticed by Eden was a miracle. To talk about deals was like a fly demanding a seat at the king's table.

Beatrix smirked, her voice dripping with scorn. "Sofina Scheinwald, do you honestly think you can land a deal with the Eden Group? Keep dreaming. It's impossible for someone like you."

Annabella leaned forward, sneering. "Who do you think you are, Sofina? You think Eden Group belongs to your husband? Your recklessness will drag our family through the mud. You're not even a real Wolfsbane-and yet you dare to use our name like you own it?"

Another relative chimed in, voice sharp. "Annabella's right! If Eden Group turns her away, the whole city will laugh at us!"

Sofina felt her face heat up, blood rushing to her cheeks.

She could feel their eyes-mocking, cruel, pitying.

Her status in the family had never been strong, but now it sank to rock bottom.

She clenched her fists, wishing she could swallow the words back. Why had she listened to Alex? Why did she let him push her into this madness?

Her glare found him.

He stepped forward, boots tapping

hesitation, he climbed up onto the table again-like a man who didn't

in the center of the hall, ready to speak like a man standing before

"the greatness of the Wolfsbane name seems ready to die

raised his hand toward the Baroness

greatest Baroness the Wolfsbane family has ever had-the woman who carried your bloodline through fire and still stands unbroken. Yet none of you can see it. You call her a senile old woman, a

lips twitched. She liked the sound of support-but the way Alex said it made her feel like she was being slapped and praised in the

turned sharply toward Annabella. "And you, Annabella-you're the real disgrace here. Your face being thrown out of Eden Group's entrance is already viral

Sofina tries to clean it up, you laugh at her? You should just change your name to Asshole Bella. All you ever do is sneer and mock the ones who still have the

still called a half-slave-was unbearable. Before she

"And you-Beatrix. The

the most. She gave you everything-her trust, her pride, her blessings. And this is how you fepay her? By mocking her dreams by calling her a greedy old bastard Still chasing money at the edge

she could protest, Alex

you. And your husband? The man siphoning off the Wolfsbane fortune isn't Conrad.

Baroness's will. He doesn't have the courage to stand at the front when she gives an order. He'd never

"No-he hides behind his wife's skirts, trembling while others carry the

voice cut through the tension like a whip. "And you,

The woman flinched.

up and got. Yet instead of supporting, her or

spat

a damn shame wearing human skin. A disgrace to your own blood. When Baroness Wolfsbane

for something greater, to bring honor back to your name, you all turn your backs

burden, you laugh at her. You tear her down. You're

a curse, a stain you can't wash off. You think Wolfsbane is doomed to crawl at the bottom,