The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel Chapter 520

Belinda froze when the head of Eden Group security shut her down so abruptly.

For a split second, her mind went blank.

Annoyance surged through her chest, sharp and burning. She wanted to scream. But her friends were still watching—every pair of eyes fixed on her. She clenched her teeth, swallowed her anger, and forced herself to stay upright.

She made a call again.

This time, she dialed the vice general manager—the man who had always hovered at her father’s side like a shadow.

Her father’s right hand.

She remembered it clearly.

This man was always timid in front of her father—head lowered, spine bent, nodding nonstop, agreeing to everything without a single objection.

The call connected.

“Hello, Mr. Jacob,” Belinda said at once, her voice tight but confident. “It’s me, Belinda von Yorck. I’m having a problem here—”

“I’m sorry,” the man cut in coldly. “I don’t know you.”

Belinda stiffened.

“What?” Her voice wavered for half a second, then turned sharp. “Mr. Jacob, don’t play games with me. My father helped your family get into the Eden Group. He even gave you a million dollars. I handed that money to you myself. How dare you say you don’t know me?”

There was a short pause.

Then the man let out a disgusted snort.

“Belinda von Yorck,” he sneered, “don’t you know? Your father has already been fired. He’s under investigation by Eden Group.”

Belinda’s eyes widened.

“Fired?” she shouted. “Investigated? When?!”

“Half an hour ago.”

Her breath caught.

Before she could say anything else, the man added sharply, “I don’t know you. I never received any money from you. You’d better shut your mouth.”

The line went dead.

Belinda stood there, stunned.

Across from her, the scar-faced thug watched her expression closely. His lips twitched. A slow, mocking smile spread across his face.

“What’s wrong?” he said lazily. “Couldn’t find anyone to call my boss?”

Belinda opened her mouth—

Smack.

The slap came without warning.

His hand crashed across her face with brutal force. Her head snapped sideways. She staggered backward, losing her balance, crashing into tables and chairs as they toppled to the floor.

It was the second slap she had taken that day.

Gasps erupted around the room. Faces turned pale. No one moved. No one dared to step forward.

Scarface stood there calmly, watching her fall.

Belinda clutched her cheek, her face twisted with hatred and humiliation.

“How dare you slap me!” she screamed.

Scarface tilted his head.

“I slapped you, so what?”

He laughed softly, a sick, wicked sound. Then he drove his boot into her face.

Belinda collapsed to the floor. Before she could even scream, he jumped on her.

Hands grabbed her clothes, tearing fabric apart. Fists came down again and again. Blunt. Ruthless. Merciless.

Belinda’s screams filled the room—sharp, broken, desperate.

No one helped her.

No one moved.

Blood soon covered her face. Her eyes swelled shut. Her features puffed up until she barely looked human.

The scene was grotesque.

Terrifying.

And no one dared to stop it.

Belinda broke down completely.

She screamed through blood and tears, her voice cracking. “Please! Please! I’m sorry! I’m begging you, stop!”

“Sorry?” Scarface snorted, his voice dripping with contempt. “What’s your apology worth?” He leaned in, eyes savage. “After the way you treated me like dirt, like I was beneath you, you think I can survive in the underworld if I don’t beat the one who dared humiliate me half to death?”

His lips curled into a cruel grin. “Everyone here needs to see what happens when someone decides to mess with me.”

“I—I have money, a million dollar.” Belinda sobbed. “I have it right now. Please, just take it and leave me alone.”

“Great,” Scarface laughed harshly. “You should’ve said that earlier.”

Belinda reached for her bracelet, fingers shaking as she tried to access her bank account.

Then she froze.

Her face drained of color.

Her account was frozen.

Under investigation.

Scarface noticed instantly. His face twisted with fury, turning red with rage. “So you were playing me?” he roared. “You dared to lie to me?!”

He spun around and shouted at his men, “Damn it! Go! Beat her ass!”

The thugs rushed forward like animals.

Fists slammed into Belinda. Boots crashed into her ribs. Someone smashed her legs with an iron bat.

The sound was sickening.

People screamed. Some turned away, covering their eyes. It was too brutal to watch.

While Belinda lay writhing on the floor, Scarface turned toward her classmates. His voice cut through the chaos.

“Since your friend was so damn arrogant,” he sneered, “the price just doubled. Four million now.”

Everyone froze.

“That’s impossible!” someone shouted in panic. “We don’t have that kind of money!”

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