The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel Chapter 385

Bernard F. Peterson was the Vice Governor of Vinland State.

At fifty, he was still considered young for a politician, and his ambition burned hotter than ever—he wanted the Governor’s seat.

But that dream never found its flame.

Jose, the old but unshakable Governor, still held the people’s hearts.

Every time Bernard tried to convince the public that Vinland needed a younger, stronger leader to carry it into a modern era of weapons and technology instead of clinging to outdated agriculture, the people ignored him.

Only the restless younger generation listened.

“William, you’d make a fine Governor,” Bernard told him again and again. “Your father is old. You should ask him to retire early.”

He never missed a chance to feed William’s ambition, whispering poison into his ear, urging him toward the throne.

But Bernard knew the truth—William was useless.

Ambitious, yes, but stupid, a fool with no brains.

That made William the perfect fool—a pawn Bernard could use to strike against his own father.

He worked from every angle—pressuring William through friends, planting a woman as his fake lover, feeding him poisonous ideas, even whispering that Jose might have to be killed.

So William could take the Governor’s seat faster.

The plan was simple: if William killed Jose, Bernard would accuse him of murdering his own father and use it as the perfect excuse to eliminate him.

Then Bernard would rise as the rightful Governor.

He had been sharpening this scheme for years.

But fate twisted the game. William died first.

For Bernard, this wasn’t a loss—it was an opening.

With William gone, Jose stood without an heir.

And now, the path to power finally looked clear.

But the news from his bribed nurse at Jose’s station crushed that fantasy.

Jose had a granddaughter.

Real or not, it didn’t matter—she stood in his way. And so, Bernard made his move.

He called the Chief of Police.

“Find the girl. Bring her to me. Before she even thinks of succeeding Jose, she must be eliminated.”

Bernard knew Jose would rage, but what could the old man do?

He was frail, diminished, a shadow of his former self.

Bernard had even seen William beat Jose bloody once, the old Jose unable to fight back, only firing warning shots to scare people.

The mighty Governor had grown weak—a lion with no teeth, capable only of roaring.

Now, Bernard stood before him, staring into those weary old eyes.

Angry and desperate, Jose snatched the Chief’s pistol and leveled it at Bernard’s forehead.

Just as Bernard expected, Jose pulled the trigger—but he didn’t aim to kill.

The bullet only grazed Bernard’s temple, proof that the old man no longer had the courage to finish the job.

“Jose,” Bernard sneered, grinning wide.

“You’re finished. Too old, too broken. It’s time to retire. Let me take the burden off your shoulders.”

“I am still your Governor, Bernard!” Jose roared, his voice raw with fury.

“Not anymore.” Bernard’s laugh rang out, sharp and cruel. He turned to the Chief.

“You saw it. He pointed a gun at me, interfered with the police in their duty. Tell me, what does the law say?”

The Chief Police gave a sly smile, professional but poisoned.

“Sir Jose, even as Governor, you are not above the law. You took a police weapon, attempted to shoot your Vice Governor. This raises serious questions about your fitness to lead the State. By law, you are subject to detainment.”

Bernard jabbed his finger toward Jose’s granddaughter. “And don’t forget the girl. She killed William and wounded Lucia. That blood is on her hands.”

The Chief of Police barked his command, voice sharp and cold.

“Officers, take that young woman away.”

“Stop right there!” Jose roared, raising his pistol, his frail frame shielding Josephine with what strength he had left.

Bernard’s laugh split the tension. “Just take her! That old man is all bark and no bite. He’s nothing but an obstacle to law enforcement.”

Then it happened.

A crack echoed through the hall—louder than any gunshot.

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