The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 32

“Jack, have you forgotten what you promised me? Or do you think I was joking?”

Trevor sneered, dragging a dining chair across the floor.

He sat down arrogantly, throwing his legs on the table without a cafe, the tableware clattering loudly.

Jack swallowed hard, fear mounting with every second.

Grandpa Abraham, though not one for socializing, had heard of Trevor’s notorious reputation–the man whot could commit murder without ever being jailed.

His face turned pale as he cleared his throat.

“Sir Trevor, please, had my grandson done anything that offended you?”

Trevor’s sneer deepened, his expression darkening

“Jack owes me $1 billion, and he still hasn’t paid.”

What?!

One billion dollars?!

“That’s impossible!”

Grandpa Abraham’s eyes widened from the sheer disbelief.

Even the entire Lancaster family wasn’t worth that much.

The rest of the family exchanged terrified glances.

“Impossible? Haha! Don’t you know what kind of rubbish your grandson is?”

Trevor Laup

laughed fiercely, as he found the whole situation amusing. 1

“Let me tell you then, old man. Your bastard grandson gambled recklessly at my casino, racked up debts, and even indulged in women on credit!”

“What? That… that can’t be true!”

Grandpa Abraham gasped, clinging to the hope that there had been some mistake.

“There must be a misunderstanding! You must have mistaken him for someone else!”

“You’re accusing me of being a liar?“–

Trevor thundered, slamming a knife onto the table, with a loud THUD!

“I am a killer, not a liar! Why don’t you ask your grandson?

Trevor chuckled sinisterly, his eyes gleaming with malice.

Grandpa Abraham’s face darkened as he turned to Jack, his voice trembling with fury.

“Jack, is what Sir Trevor said true?”

Jack’s lips quivered as he struggled to respond.

Sweat drenched his clothes, and his eyes dodging.

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Even a child could see he was at fault.

He could lie, but what use was it with Trevor watching him like a cat preying on a mouse.

“Gran–Grandpa, I’m, I’m sorry. I- I didn’t borrow that much,” he stammered, his voice shrinking with each word. “I only borrowed… only 1… 1 million. It’s not a big”

Before Jack could finish, Grandpa Abraham’s hand flew across his face with a resounding slap.

Thwack!

The blow was so hard it nearly dislocated Jack’s jaw.

He staggered backward, clutching his face as stars danced before his eyes.

Thwack!

Grandpa Abraham slapped him again, his fury uncontainabile.

“You fool!”

Grandpa Abraham growled, his voice shaking with

“How dare you think this is no big deal?!”

rage.

“Enough of this nonsense. Now, repay the money-$1 billion, not $1 million,” Trevor stated coldly.

His patience clearly wearing thin

“If he can’t pay, no problem. I hear your family has assets. We’ll use those as collateral.”

“If that doesn’t cover the debt, get ready to sell yourselves into slavery. I wouldn’t mind putting you all to work for me.” 1

Trevor added, his eyes gleaming with a wicked grin.

“As for Jack, I wouldn’t mind chopping him up for my dogs

Jack’s face turned a sickly pale.

Everyone knew the Lancasters didn’t have $1 billion.

Even if they sold everything, it wouldn’t cover the debt.

They would sleep under bridges or end up as slaves in Trevor’s casino, all because of jack.

Sophia flinched, tears streaming down her face.

Her brother had dragged their family into complete ruin.

Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster stood frozen, pale as ghosts, clinging to each other as they stared at their son with a mixture of disbelief and horror.

One billion dollars?