The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel Chapter 362

“Oh? Really? Well, congratulations!” Alex exclaimed, genuinely startled.

“I didn’t see that coming.”

“Neither did I,” Sophia said with a relieved sigh, pulling out a chair and sitting down.

“Everything was so sudden, chaotic even, but somehow, in the end, it all fell into place perfectly.”

“Care to share the details?” Alex asked, pulling out a couple of instant drinks and offering her one.

“Well, first things first,” Sophia began, leaning forward with excitement.

“My marriage to Gilbert Guise has been officially registered with the government. There’s even a peculiar clause stating that, as his legal wife, I inherit everything from the Guise family—including the governor’s seat, which has passed down for generations.”

She clearly looked thrilled knowing Gilbert was already dead—and she didn’t have to marry anyone now.

All she had to do was accept everything the Gusie family owned.

There was an old saying: if a man hurt a woman terribly but later died and left her all his money, he was practically forgiven—especially if the fortune was large.

People believed women were simple beings, as money could make them forgive almost anything.

And if the man died miserably, her forgiveness seemed even more genuine.

Alex nodded thoughtfully.

He had personally seen to the removal of every other potential Guise heir, unknowingly paving the way for Sophia.

“So, you’re Mrs. Guise now?”

Sophia shook her head and laughed softly.

“Actually, not quite. My grandfather, Abraham Lancaster, married Betty Montclair. My grandmother came from a matriarchal line. When she married, she dropped her surname.”

“But now, after the recent attack on the Chicago Lords severely weakened the Montclair family, the elders are desperate. They’ve asked my grandmother’s side to step back into leadership. And that means they've asked me to lead the Montclair family.”

“Because you're also inheriting Paris’s governorship, they see an advantage in backing you,” Alex concluded.

“Exactly.” Sophia snapped her fingers with a satisfied smile.

“It’s complicated, messy even, but the fact remains—I’m not yet officially the governor of Paris. Or, at least, a candidate. They’re processing the paperwork, and for now, I’m the acting governor.”

“So, you’re saying that as long as everything checks out legally, with the Montclair family’s backing, you’ll become the official Governor of Paris?” Alex quickly caught on.

“You nailed it!” Sophia said, eyes shining with excitement.

“So many people dream of this position. Never in a million years did I imagine myself standing as governor! Life sure has a funny way of surprising us.”

Truthfully, Sophia hadn’t expected much from her marriage into the Guise family.

Even with Gilbert being the heir, she knew her claim to the governorship would never be fully recognized under normal circumstances.

“You know, Alex, there’s something strange happening in our country,” Sophia continued thoughtfully.

“Some governors of other states are backing my claim, deliberately blocking the king and the government from choosing someone loyal to them as the new Governor.”

“They’re terrified the king will appoint someone who supports him directly. So they’re clinging to tradition, insisting that the governorship must pass to the closest blood relative or spouse of the heir. It’s pretty bizarre, isn’t it?”

Alex sighed deeply, equally baffled. He had never orchestrated Sophia’s rise—yet here she was, poised to rule Paris.

“You’re right, it’s bizarre. You weren’t even trying for this, and somehow everything landed perfectly in your favor.”

"Exactly," Sophia sighed, thinking how her life had been a roller coaster—wild ups, crushing lows… and finally, rising again.

“Congratulations again! You’ll make an exceptional governor,” Alex said sincerely.

Sophia raised her chin playfully, her confidence radiant.

“Well, of course! But now that I have this power, you’d better start flattering me, Alex, or you’ll regret missing the chance. Paris is even bigger than Vancouver, you know?”

Alex burst out laughing, amused by Sophia’s playful arrogance, and nodded vigorously.

“Ah, yes, all hail Sophia! The brilliant, capable Sophia whose last name still confuses me—Lancaster, Guise, or Montclair. But one thing’s clear: you’re definitely the governor of Paris!”

He dramatically placed a hand behind his back, bowed theatrically, and extended his other hand toward Sophia.

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