The Almighty Dominance

Chapter 182

Florence forced on a syrupy smile for Dr. Foster, then wheeled around to face Alex with fire in her

eyes.

"Dr. Foster, please ignore this piece of garbage. He's clueless."

"Alex, shut your damn mouth! You're trying to sabotage Grandfather's treatment, aren't you? Trying to nab the

inheritance early? Is that why you'd rather see Abraham die? God, you're disgusting."

Alex merely shrugged, seemingly unfazed. "All I'm saying is if Dr. Foster doesn't even notice there's poison at

play, then yeah, | question his qualifications."

Dr. Foster's face hardened, his eyes flashing with indignation. "Boy, do you have any idea who you're mouthing

off to? That kind of disrespect can cost you dearly."

Alex crossed his arms. "I heard you're Jonathan Owens's apprentice-nothing more. If treatment's needed, it

should cfrom the master himself. You're still wet behind the ears."

Florence gasped at Alex's audacity.

The rest of the family practically bristled with rage, while Charles, standing nearby, offered his own warning.

"Alex, Dr. Owens is in seclusion and can't be reached that easily. Even Dr. Foster respects that boundary."

Charles shot Alex a knowing smirk.

Alex caught it-and realized Charles was well aware of Alex's true abilities. Yet Charles was deliberately letting

things escalate.

The man was relishing the chaos.

Dr. Foster flung a hand in the air in frustrated outrage. "Mr. Kingston, you personally askedto chere.

Now, I'm being insulted by stwo-bit know-it-all. If this is the thanks | get, I'm out of here. Let the old man

croak!"

Instantly, everyone clamored in panic.

"No, no, Dr. Foster, please don't leave!" Florence grabbed hold of the doctor's sleeve, then shot a venomous

glare

at Alex.

"You bastard, quit running your mouth and get lost! You've got no right to insult Dr. Foster's expertise."

Jack chimed in, pointing angrily at Alex, "Yeah, who do you think you are? Piss off!"

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"How can you be so cold, Alex?" another family member snarled. "Do you actually want Old Mr. Lancaster to die,

you heartless prick?"

Amid the flood of insults, Dr. Foster raised his chin. "I've had enough. Throw him out or | won't lift a finger to

help."

Florence spun on her heel, still clinging to Dr, Foster. "Don't worry, doctor. He'll be gone in a second."

She glared at Alex. "You heard him. Get the hell out!"

"Get out!" the family echoed in a venomous chorus. "Don't sabotage Grandpa's treatment!"

Alex held his ground for a moment, frustration etched on his face. "I'm only trying to protect Grandpa. This man

can't be trusted," he said firmly.

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Sophia, stepping forward, roared, "Shut up! If you can't do anything useful, don't make things worse. Get out

right now!"

You don't believe me?" Alex asked, his voice low.

She sneered, her finger trembling as it aimed at the door. "Why would I? You're a compulsive liar. Leave. Now."

Alex, seeing the seething glares all around him, fell silent for a moment before quietly exiting 1

Once he disappeared down the corridor, the remaining onlookers unleashed a torrent of insults behind him.

"What a nuisance," someone spat.

"He's lucky we haven't kicked his teeth in," another hissed

Florence patted Dr. Foster's shoulder, her tone syrupy again. “Doctor, I'm so sorry. That brat's gone. Please, let's

continue."

Charles stepped forward, putting on a diplomatic face.

"Vincent, please. For my sake-let it slide this time. Treat Old Mr. Lancaster, and | promise you'll be compensated

handsomely."

Dr. Foster-Vincent-shot Charles a stern look, then flicked an invisible speck of dust off his coat. "I'll do it, but only

because it's you asking, Mr. Kingston. Next time, | won't be so forgiving."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Charles profusely, casting hateful side-eyes toward the hallway

where Alex had disappeared.

Outside, Charles sauntered out to find Alex slumped in a waiting chair, arms folded, face taut with anger.

Charles gave a low laugh. "Isn't the Lancaster family wonderful? They've practically rolled out the red carpet for

——

Alex shot him a deadly glare. "What do you want, Charles?"

Charles leaned against the wall, crossing his arms. "I want to destroy everything you hold dear. Your precious

people... even your dear grandfather-in-law's legacy. He didn't approve ofbeing with Sophia, so maybe it's

the learned a hard lesson."

Alex's anger flared, eyes darkening. "You gave him the poison, didn't you?" Charles scoffed, feigning outrage.

"Me? Poison the old man? Don't be tic." He paused, a grin tugging at his lips.

"Though if | did, I'd never admit it. You can keep playing detective, but you'll only end up hurting yourself. And

just look at how easily the Lancaster clan worships me. They think I'm skind of savior and you're just the

scum on their shoes."

"You're a sick man,” Alex snapped, giving Charles a sharp shove that nearly knocked him off balance. "Play these

games all you want-but you'll regret it."

"Regret? Me?" Charles laughed. "A wolf doesn't need to kill the sheep when the flock turns o they'll be the ones

to tear you apart."

elf. One day,

"They'll see your true colors first," Alex shot back, spinning on his heel. He refused to argue any longer and

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stormed down the hall, fists clenched at his sides.

Charles snickered. "Go on, Alex. Struggle all you want. The harder you fight, the more they'll hate you. | don't

even need to lift a finger to make Sophia despise you your own family does the work for me."

Meanwhile, back in the ward, Dr. Foster wasted no time. After scribbling on a prescription pad, he thrust it into

Florence's hands. "Get these meds. Hurry."

Jack raced out, returning in under ten minutes with everything he needed.

Without ceremony, Dr. Foster mixed up a quick dose and forced it between Abraham's lips.

The watchers held their breath as the old man's color returned. His limbs, which had been stiff and cold, began

to relax.

Relief washed over the room like a tidal wave.

"He's looking better!" someone exclaimed. "Dr. Foster, you're a miracle worker!" another added, clasping the

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doctor's hand.

Vincent soaked up the praise, his chest puffed with self-importance. "Not to brag, but I've learned at least eighty

percent of my mentor's brilliance. No ailment scares me."

"Indeed!" Florence chimed, smiling widely. "If that loser Alex were still here, we could show him what real skill

looks like!"

But just as the words left her mouth, Abraham's face twisted in agony. His cheeks flared crimson, sweat poured

down his temples, and a frantic cough erupted from

his lungs.

"What the-?" Florence gasped.

Abraham lurched forward, hacking up a dark stream of blood before collapsing backward in a limp heap. The

crowd froze in horror, each of them paling.

"Doctor, what's happening?" Sophia cried, her voice tremulous with terror.

"This isn't possible," Vincent muttered, blinking rapidly. "I treated him correctly. It should've worked-there's no

way it failed."

But Abraham's condition spiraled fast. His heart hammered uncontrollably, and his limbs shook as if in seizure.

Dr. Foster pressed a trembling hand over Abraham's heart, face drawn. "This is bad. The old man must've had

spre-existing condition that amplified the fever. I-" He swallowed.

"I'm afraid there's no saving him. Prepare yourselves for the worst." Everyone in the room went silent, horror

etched on their faces. Then Sophia rushed forward, clinging to the doctor.

"No, no, no. Please, Dr. Foster, I'll pay anything. Just save my grandfather!"

At that moment, the door swung open with a violent bang. Alex strode in, his expression set in grim

determination.

He pulled acupuncture needles from his jacket pocket and, before anyone could object, swiftly in Abraham's

neck, chest and skey pressure points, instantly calming his body.

ed them into

"What the hell are you doing?!" Vincent roared, outraged.

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Alex didn't even glance at him. "Step aside. If you can't cure him, then I will."

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