The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 527

Alex continued.

Ten boxes.

Fifteen boxes.

Twenty boxes.

Every single one was the same.

No hidden compartments.

No secret mechanisms.

Just useless junk.

Nothing special.

After searching the entire wooden boxes, Alex straightened up calmly.

There was nothing else.

Clearly, it was pure luck.

“I’ll take only this book,” Alex said, lifting the nameless volume. “Tell me where to transfer the money.”

“Sir, our boss said there’s no need,” Klaus replied, bowing again. “Thank you for coming to our establishment.”

“No,” Alex said firmly. “You’re running a business. I take the book, I pay for it. Open your bank account.”

Klaus didn’t dare argue. He apped his bracelet and activated his three-dimensional banking interface.

Alex tapped his bracelet once, aligned it with Klaus’s, and sent the payment.

A million dollars transferred instantly.

Klaus watched the number appear. His throat tightened.

“Thank you for your payment, sir,” he said carefully.

“No problem,” Alex replied. He turned to Pauline. “Pauline, let’s go home.”

“Okay,” Pauline answered, standing up.

“Wait.”

A woman stepped forward.

She was stunning—tall, sharp-featured, her figure wrapped in sleek, high-tech clothing that hugged her body like liquid metal. Every step carried authority. Her eyes locked onto the book in Alex’s hand.

“Give me that book,” she said coldly.

“Nope.” Alex slid the book into his pocket without hesitation. “I already bought it. You didn’t.”

Her eyes darkened. “I warn you. I’ve been searching for that book for a long time. It belongs to me.”

Alex sneered. “I bought it here.”

She turned instantly, fury snapping toward Klaus. “I told you. Every unnamed book from Xia is mine.”

Klaus bowed deeply. “Miss Leonora von Silberkreuz, I apologize. But that book already belongs to this gentleman.”

Leonora’s expression hardened, sharp as steel. “Then take it from him. I want that book.”

Klaus’s face went pale. “For that… I don’t dare, Miss Leonora.”

She froze. Shock flickered across her face. Klaus had never refused her before.

Her anger ignited. “Do you understand the consequences of refusing my demand?”

“Miss Leonora von Silberkreuz,” Klaus said, bowing again, his voice steady despite the fear, “Duke Silberkreuz is known for his kindness and justice. I believe he will understand once I explain everything. Please don’t make this more difficult.”

He lifted his head slightly, eyes serious.

“This gentleman… is not someone I can afford to offend.”

Leonora studied Alex carefully, her gaze sharp and cautious.

Is this man really someone special?

Her grandfather’s voice echoed in her mind—It’s better to make friends than enemies.

The dissatisfaction still burned in her chest, but she forced it down. She straightened, put on a practiced, graceful smile, and spoke politely.

“Hello. I’m Leonora von Silberkreuz, daughter of the Silberkreuz family. How should I address you?” She looked at Alex. “I’m willing to pay ten times the price you paid.”

“I’m not,” Alex said. “I was admiring your confidence.”

“…In what?”

“In believing your life insurance covers stupidity.”

Klaus broke out in a cold sweat. Panic seized him. He immediately shouted into his communicator.

“Men! Protect this gentleman with your lives! Anyone can die—but this gentleman must not be harmed!”

Leonora and her guards stared at him in shock.

Klaus stepped directly in front of Alex, his men forming a wall behind him as weapons were drawn.

Leonora snapped, “Klaus, stand aside.”

Klaus stepped forward instead. “With respect, miss, this is the most correct position I’ve ever taken.”

“You’re choosing him?”

Klaus nodded solemnly. “Yes.”

“…Over the Silberkreuz family?”

Klaus sighed. “Miss, your family can ruin my business.”

He glanced at Alex. “He can ruin my existence.”

“Klaus!” one of the guards barked. “How dare you threaten Leonora von Silberkreuz!”

“I warned you again. This gentleman,” Klaus said firmly, “is not to be touched. As for you—if you proceed, I will file a report to Duke Silberkreuz himself. I’ll report that you attempted to steal an item in my shop and threatened others without just cause. Let’s see how the duke judges that.”

The man laughed softly, eyes gleaming with malice.

“He’ll just destroy this shop.”

He raised his hand.

“Everyone—prepare your weapons.”

The armed men had shifted their stances. One wrong word would have shattered