The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 370

“How dare you hurt my son!” Florence screamed, lunging toward Jack's limp body.

But before she could reach him, Henny's bodyguard grabbed a fistful of her hair and brutally kicked the back of her knees.

Florence crashed to the floor, kneeling painfully, her head twisted back, hair clutched tight in the guard's hand.

“Listen carefully, Florence.” Henny glared down at her coldly.

“Your son won't die just yet. But with that kind of bleeding, I'd say he's got maybe half an hour left. Call Sophia right now. If she arrives quickly enough, maybe I'll let Jack live.”

“Please, have mercy!” Florence pleaded desperately. “I’ll call her immediately!”

Henny gestured to her thug, who released Florence’s hair roughly, strands tearing loose and scattering across the floor.

Florence scrambled frantically for her phone, dialing Sophia’s number with trembling fingers.

“Sophia! Where are you? Come home now—it's an emergency!” Florence’s voice shook with panic.

“Jack's hurt badly, we need you here right away!”

She ended the call and turned fearfully back to Henny. “Madam Henny, they're on their way. Please, let me help my son!”

Henny sneered cruelly. “If you're so confident they'll arrive soon, you have nothing to worry about. Your precious Jack will survive, right?”

“Please!” Florence pleaded again, her voice trembling with terror. Jack was fading fast — he might not survive before Sophia returned.

Henny narrowed his eyes, sneering. “Then call her again. This time, sound serious. Convince me she’ll come running.”

Hands shaking, Florence redialed. Her voice cracked with urgency. “Sophia, please — I’m begging you. Jack is dying. If you don’t come now… it’ll be too late.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll be there in five minutes! What's wrong?” Sophia asked urgently.

“Just hurry! I'll explain everything when you get here,” Florence said and hung up.

She turned pleadingly to Henny. “Five minutes, she’ll be here in five minutes. Please, can I help Jack now?”

Henny’s eyes glinted maliciously. “Of course you can. You can start by experiencing Jack’s pain firsthand.” She nodded sharply.

The bodyguard stepped forward swiftly and plunged a knife deep into Florence’s stomach.

Florence let out an agonized scream, her thoughts spinning wildly.

All she'd ever done was try to be kind—why was this happening?

“You’ve got about ten minutes before Sophia arrives,” Henny laughed cruelly. “Then you’ll watch her die right before your eyes. And once she's dead, all of you will follow.”

“We... we never did anything to you!” Florence gasped, tears mixing with blood spilling from her wound.

“Why are you so full of hate toward us? We’ve never harmed you!”

“No harm?!” Henny exploded furiously.

“You think Betty flaunting Sophia around Montclaire and positioning her as matriarch has nothing to do with you? Your family belongs hidden away in the sewers, yet you dared crawl into Montclaire territory!”

“That family is mine!” she raged. “How dare your pathetic excuse for a family try to take what rightfully belongs to me!”

Suddenly, there was a loud knock at the front door. Henny smirked bitterly. “That was quick. Someone open the door and drag Sophia inside.”

The guard swung open the door but froze instantly. Two police officers stood waiting, alert and ready.

“We received a call about a disturbance,” one officer said firmly. “Sophia Lancaster asked us to check things out.”

The second officer peered inside, immediately spotting Jack and Florence bleeding on the floor. He drew his gun swiftly, shouting, “Don’t move!”

Henny's irritation flickered across her face briefly before she waved dismissively. “Deal with them.”

“With pleasure, Madam!” the guard laughed viciously, charging at the officers.

“Stay back or I'll shoot!” the officer barked again, but the guard barreled into him, slamming him brutally to the ground.

The other policeman struggled, grappling with another thug, but within moments, both officers lay pinned and subdued.

“What now, Madam?” one guard asked, breathing heavily from the struggle.

“What else?” Henny said coldly. “Shoot them. We'll blame their deaths on Sophia Lancaster. Let her family burn for this.”

“Wait a minute—we can talk this out!” the officer shouted desperately.

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