The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59

In the grand Lancaster Mansion, the hall was filled with tension as the entire family gathered.

Grandma and Grandpa Lancaster sat at opposite ends of the table, anger burning in their eyes.

On the left side sat Sophia, Jack, and their parents, Justin and Florence.

On the right side were Malvin, the firstborn, his wife Linda and their children, Mike and Lily.

“Now, you tell me, how did the Lancasters lose $100 million of company money and end up with BioHealth Solutions, a company drowning in debt for the same amount?”

Abraham started, his voice thundering through the room.

“This is all because of that boy you forced to marry Sophia! Amelia spat, her voice sharp. “Chris Roland said we were supposed to get the partnership, but that loser convinced Kingston to do otherwise!”

“I heard the partnership was supposed to go to the Lancasters because Alex asked Kingston,” Abraham shot back, his voice rising. “But since you bribed Roland, whom Kingston despises, they chose the other option!”

“That’s how Jasmine twisted the facts!” Amelia accused, her finger pointed accusingly.

“That loser is the reason for all this mess.”

The meeting had dragged on for an hour, but it was all just finger–pointing with no real solution in sight.

“Alex warned you not to give the money, but all of you believed that Chris, and now look–we’ve been scammed!”

“What do you know about it?!” Amelia snapped back. “It’s your loser who caused all of this!”

Grandpa Lancaster sighed deeply. “We can’t agree on anything anymore… Let’s divorce.”

The entire hall fell into stunned silence.

“Father,” Justin finally spoke, his voice strained. “You and mother are already so old. Why divorce now?”

“None of you respect my decisions,” Grandpa Lancaster replied bitterly.

“You’ve all been acting behind my back. I don’t think I belong in this family anymore. It’s better we each go our separate ways, so we don’t harm anyone further.”

Justin and Malvin hurriedly pleaded with Abraham to reconsider, but he remained unmoved. His mind was set.

As Abraham left the hall, he called out to Sophia. “Come to my room.”

“Grandpa, I’m so sorry for what I’ve done,” Sophia blurted out the moment she entered, her voice shaking.

“It’s okay, Sophia,” Abraham said, settling into his chair.

“I know your grandma and parents must have pushed you into this. Your grandmother’s greed is driving them. I can’t even remember why I married her anymore.”

Sophia fell silent

“Sophia,” Abraham’s voice softened, “is Alex happy being married to you?”

The question caught her off guard, her heart skipping a beat.

“Grandpa, shouldn’t you be asking if I am happy being married to him?” she countered.

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Abraham similed faintly.

“That’s what most women think, but Sophia, you can’t be selfish. You need to think about the other person’s feelings too.”

“I think he’s happy,” Sophia quickly added, her voice defensive. “He married a beautiful girl like me, and I’m rich. He’s just a poor guy.”

Abraham sighed deeply, shaking his head.

“Have you ever considered that he might be wealthier than you could imagine? That maybe he’s been lowering himself to marry you?”

“Impossible,” Sophia blurted, disbelief coloring her tone.

“I put you as CEO because I thought you were different from the rest of them, but it turns out you’re just blindly following their lead,” Abraham muttered, his disappointment clear as he shook his head again.

“You can leave now, I need to rest.“.

Meanwhile, in Los Angeles, at David Sinclair’s luxurious penthouse, something felt off.

David had suddenly lost all contact with his people in Vancouver.

His eyes were fixed on the dark city skyline, the distant lights flickering through the night.

He whispered to himself, “What’s happening over there?”

“David Sinclair,” a voice echoed through the room, cutting through the silence. “Care to explain why you sent your people to Vancouver?”

David spun around, startled.

A young man sat casually at his table, feet kicked up, exuding an unsettling calm.

“Who are you? How did you get in here?”

“David,” the man said smoothly, ignoring the question, “when the new King rose, he let you keep your position, even though you backed the old King. Do you realize your actions today have made the new King very unhappy?”

A chill ran down David’s spine, sweat forming on the back of his neck.

“Are you… Kingswell?”

He had heard rumors–whispers of the Kingswells, the secret operatives working in the shadows for the new King.

“I don’t think Alfred Kingston is fit to lead Vancouver,” David sneered. “Tell the King I could serve him better than Kingston ever could.”

The young man smiled calmly.

“The King now belleves that Kingston is better suited to lead Los Angeles than you are.”

David, sensing the danger, hastily reached into the table drawer, pulling out a handgun. But before he could aim, a sharp pain pierced his chest.

He gasped, unable to breathe, his eyes wide with terror as he looked at the young man.