The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 33

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Chapter 33

“Grandpa, you shouldn’t get so worked up over something small. It’s had for your health

“Small… small matter?”

Grandpa Abraham stammered, his voice subdued, as if he had swallowed the bitterest of pills.

“How can you-

Suddenly, he gasped, clutching his chest.

“Ahhh!”

His heart raced uncontrollably, his blood pressure spiking from sheer rage, and dizziness overwhelmed him

Grandpa Abraham lost his balance and collapsed.

“Grandpa!”

Sophia and the others cried in shock, their voices trembling

But before he hit the ground, Alex swiftly intervened, catching him just in time.

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Grandpa Abraham was an old man, unable to withstand the awful news of his grandson’s betrayal, especially given Jack’s blatant indifference.

Gently, Alex laid him down on the sofa.

“What are we going to do?”

Mrs. Lancaster cried, her voice cracking with desperation as panic swept through the room.

Even Jack, who had finally grasped the gravity of the situation, was starting to buckle under the pressure.

Grandpa Abraham had fainted, leaving no one to take control of the chaos.

Trevor, meanwhile, grinned wickedly after watching the dramatic turns and twists.

“Enough wasting time. Pay up now! I’ll leave with my $1 billion, or I’ll take your head, Jack!”

The Lancasters stood frozen in fear.

Their entire wealth barely amounted to $500 million, with less than $30 million available in cas

How could they possibly produce $1 billion?

Even if they could get a loan, handing over that much would ruin them all.

They would rather give Jack’s head to Trevor!

Sensing their hesitation, Trevor’s patience wore thin.

His temper flared as he barked, “Boys, grab and tie him up!

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Jack’s legs gave way, and the facade of courage crumbled as he clung to his parents, begging.

“Mother, Father, please help me! I don’t want to die!”

But Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster remained paralyzed by shock, unable to comprehend how to save their son from the catastrophe he’d brought upon them.

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It all seemed hopeless.

Just then, Sophia cleared her throat, summoning the courage to speak.

No matter how angry she was at her brother, she couldn’t let Trevor harm him.

“Lord Trevor,” she began, her voice surprisingly steady despite the fear surging within her.

“I understand my brother has wronged you. But $1 billion for a gambling debt is outrageous. We don’t have that much money, even if we sell all our properties.”

Trevor narrowed his eyes. “And what exactly are you getting at?”

“The real debt is $1 million. Please allow us to pay double that amount to cover the interest, but not the entire $1 billion.”

“Do you think I am a fucking begger?!”

Trever sneered.

His eyes drifted to Sophia, slowly appraising her from head to toe, and a sinister grin spread across his face.

“Hmm, however

Trevor mused, stroking his chin.

“I’ve heard tales of your beauty, Ms. Sophia. And it is more than what I heard.”

He licked his lips, his gaze filled with lecherous intent.

“I’ll forgive the debt,” he said with a sly chuckle, “only if you spend a week with me at my private casino suite.”

Sophia’s eyes widened in horror, her stomach churning with revulsion.

Trevor leaned in, his tone dripping with suggestiveness.

“Don’t worry. It’s underground–just the two of us,” he added with a wink.

“But if you aren’t satisfied with the arrangement, I can invite more to join us.”

A lustful laugh escaped his mouth.

Sophia’s skin crawled.

She wanted nothing more than to slap him across the face.

How dare he?

Meanwhile, Jack hung his head in shame.

His reckless gambling had now ensnared his sister, dragging her into this vile mess.

Overcome with guilt, he couldn’t even look at her.

How could they ever forgive him?