The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel Chapter 412

“Lidia!” Beatrice shouted. “How can you even call yourself a mother? Your daughter is out of control.”

“You’ve failed—utterly failed. You’re a disgrace as a mother; you should be ashamed.”

Lidia turned on her. “Beatrice, I’ll warn you only once. Bella is Jericho’s daughter. She already carries the authority of the Kane family and the governor himself.”

“If she decides to kill me, no one will stop her. So you’d better make damn sure the doctor you brought here saves Jericho—he’s the only one who can keep Bella under control.”

Beatrice’s face twisted in outrage.

“I’m trying to do what’s best for my brother! How dare you let her threaten me? I should teach my niece how to show respect to her aunt!” She spun on her heel to storm out.

A Kane guard raised his pistol and fired.

The shot cracked, and Beatrice screamed as the bullet tore into her leg. Blood gushed down her skirt, pooling on the floor.

“Holy God! You shot me?!” Beatrice wailed, clutching her leg.

“You’re dead! Do you hear me? You’re all dead!” Never in her life had anyone dared to threaten her like this.

The guard’s voice was cold. “Miss Bella has given the order. No one leaves until Master Kane wakes up. If he dies, every last one of you dies with him.”

“This is insane!” one of the junior doctors barked, his face pale. “I don’t care what you do—I’m leaving!”

He made a move toward the door.

The guard didn’t hesitate. One shot to the head.

The man dropped lifeless to the floor. The room froze in horror.

“Now he can leave,” the guard captain said with chilling calm.

He gestured, and two guards dragged the corpse out by the arms, the body leaving a smear of blood across the marble.

“Only a dead man passes this door. Anyone else want to try?”

All eyes turned, one by one, to Doctor Kevin. The air was thick with fear.

Beatrice hissed, “You’d better cure Jericho Kane. Our lives are in your hands.”

Kevin’s lips trembled. “I—I want out. But, I don’t think I can cure Governor Kane.”

The guard captain stepped forward, pressing the barrel of his gun against Kevin’s temple.

“Doctor, don’t forget—you stole this chance from Mister Alex. You swore you could heal our master. You’d better do it… or I’ll blow your head off.”

Kevin’s face blanched, his knees shaking.

“I… I am a professor at Oxford. You can’t kill me,” he stammered, clinging to the title as if it could save him.

“If you can’t heal my master,” the guard growled, shoving the barrel harder against his temple, “then you’re already a corpse. One bullet, one body bag—that’s all you’re worth.”

“Doctor Kevin stop talking, heal him now!” Beatrice screamed.

Kevin snapped back, his face twisted in anger. “That wasn’t our agreement!”

Beatrice’s eyes blazed. “Do you want to die here? Heal him now! We’ll talk about the agreement later!”

Lidia’s head whipped around, suspicion flashing in her eyes. “What do you mean, agreement?”

Beatrice faltered, her voice trembling. “There’s no time for that. Let Kevin treat Jericho first. We’ll talk after.”

Kevin barked at his medical team. “Check his vitals. Run the blood again. Move!”

The doctors scrambled, drawing blood, checking monitors, their hands trembling as sweat beaded on their brows.

Kevin stared at the results, his face draining of color.

“This… this can’t be real.”

“What can’t be real?” Beatrice demanded.

“The poison,” Kevin muttered, his voice cracking.

“The active agent shifts every thirty minutes. It mutates into something new each time. I’ve only ever heard of such a thing in whispers.”

“A toxin that transforms into one hundred and eight variations—no cure, no antidote. One wrong move and the reaction will explode inside him.”

Kevin staggered back, his face ghost-white, sweat pouring down his temples. “Beatrice… I can’t do this anymore. I’m telling you the truth—I can’t cure him. It’s impossible.”

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