The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 70

“I don’t know,” the accountant muttered. “Give me a moment to figure this out.

Peter turned to Alex, confusion and a flicker of fear in his eyes.

Could Alex truly be behind this catastrophe, or was it merely a terrible coincidence?

Before he could dwell on it, his phone buzzed urgently. He snatched it up.

“Father?”

“You bastard!” his father’s furious voice exploded through the line.

“What have you done? Our family’s assets are frozen, and we’re under investigation! Do you realize the magnitude of this disaster? If you don’t fix this immediately, we’re finished!”

“Wait, Father! Please, tell me what’s happening,” Peter pleaded, panic tightening his chest.

“Who the hell did you offend? Alfred kingston’s got our assets frozen and says he’s launching an investigation into all our businesses and accounts. Do you think we can withstand that kind of scrutiny? They’ll dig up everything, and we’ll all end up in prison!” his father’s voice boomed with desperation.

A softer, trembling voice came through his mother. “Peter, please,” she begged. “I can’t bear the thought of spending my remaining years in prison. Ask for forgiveness from whoever you angered.”

Peter’s hands shook violently as he looked over at Alex, every part of him trembling.

Today, he had only offended one person–this young man who seemed to be nobody.

His body quaked as the truth settled in. Alex was not someone he could cross.

What greater grief than the loss of one’s fortune, a lifetime’s labor turned to ash?

Tremblingly, he lowered himself to the floor, his forehead touching the ground, shaking in

fear.

Everyone around stared, not quite understanding what had just happened.

But Peter knew. With a ruthless investigation looming, they were inches from ruin.

There was no way they’d come out clean.

“My lord,” Peter muttered, his head pressed to the floor.

“I had eyes,

but I was blind to your power. I ask for forgiveness–please, give me a chance to

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save my family. Please… I beg you. I’ll do anything you ask, just spare me.‘ He hit hard his forehead against the floor, the impact harsh and desperate. Alex gazed at him coldly. “I told you, if you could truly show me your regret for trying to take my wife, I’d consider sparing you. But if you can’t, the Smiths will disappear from this earth.”

Peter’s mind raced, his breath ragged.

“I’ll give you five minutes,” Alex continued, his tone sharp. “You’d better act as a gentleman should, and remember–keep this to yourself.”

A sudden, dangerous glint sparked in Peter’s eyes, and he clenched his jaw.

He was on the brink of losing everything his family had worked for.

Bowing deeply, he turned and walked toward the Lancaster family, his steps resolute, his gaze darkening with fury.

All this turmoil because of an engagement he never should have pursued.

Mike spotted him approaching and smirked. “Peter, my brother–in–law. Have you squashed that insect yet?”

Without warning, Peter’s fist collided with Mike’s face, sending him reeling backward. Gasps erupted around them.

“Watch your mouth!” Peter snapped, his voice echoing through the room.

Mike stumbled, clutching his jaw. “What the hell are you doing?” he spat, disbelief etched across his face.