The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel Chapter 294

"Explain what?" Rose screamed, her voice echoing harshly against the sterile walls.

"He's lying—every single one of them is! We’ve been doing just fine with Dr. Louise York. Now suddenly these frauds show up and hand us a completely different result? No way. They’re all liars—plain and simple!"

The doctors and nurses exchanged weary, condescending glances, staring at Rose as though she were raving mad.

"If you can't accept reality, that's your problem," the lead doctor said coldly, her tone dripping contempt.

"Feel free to find another hospital to peddle your delusions. But be warned, your precious private doctor is nothing but a fraud who'd sell his mother for the right price."

With a dismissive sneer, the doctor pivoted sharply, stalking back toward the helicopter, leaving a bitter, unbearable truth hanging heavily behind him.

Lyra broke into bitter laughter.

"Alex, why don't you break it down for them," she mocked, "as a professional, of course."

Alex’s smile curled into something dark and cruel.

“Gladly. Since you’re all so desperate to know,” he said, his gaze cutting into Rose with cold disdain.

“Here’s the truth. Rose has been screwing at least six men in this room—everyone except the gardener and the chef. And the only reason they’re not on the list is because they’re too busy being in love with one of the six.”

The male gardener shot a glance at the chef, then at the bodyguard—and their eyes said everything.

‘How dare you cheat on me!’

“Do you even hear yourself?” David growled, his jaw so tight it looked like his teeth might shatter. “I don’t tolerate slander!”

If Lyra hadn’t been standing between them, he would’ve put a bullet straight through Alex’s skull without a second thought.

Alex didn’t flinch. He just arched an eyebrow, cool and calm.

“I know exactly what I’m saying. Or would you rather I wrap it up in more pretty little lies?”

“You bastard!” Rose screamed, her humiliation boiling over into unfiltered rage.

“How dare you slander me, you spineless, venom-tongued freak! I’ll smash that smug face of yours into pulp!”

"Enough!" David thundered, silencing her instantly. His eyes drilled into Alex. "Got proof, or just poison words?"

Alex's grin was wicked. "Proof? Easy. Check the smartwatches and phones of these eleven lovely people. Scroll through their galleries—you might find something rather entertaining."

Before David could respond, William bolted toward the door.

Instantly, David's other bodyguard lunged, tackling him to the polished marble floor with a brutal crash.

He ripped William’s smartphone away, quickly scanning the contents before handing it to David.

David snatched it, the color draining from his face as rage surged through his veins. He looked ready to explode.

Rose swallowed hard, suddenly nervous.

"Honey, what's wrong?" she asked shakily, attempting innocence.

Without a word, David spun around, his palm connecting violently with Rose's face.

The slap echoed like a gunshot, knocking her backward. Blood trickled from her lips, her cheek instantly swelling. Everyone froze, utterly stunned.

"David, why—why did you hit me?" Rose whimpered, clutching her face, eyes brimming with disbelief.

The room fell into suffocating silence. None of them could believe it—David Morgan, the man notorious for fiercely protecting his wife, had just struck her in cold fury.

"Look at this and explain yourself!" David snarled, throwing the phone at her feet.

Trembling, Rose picked up the phone. One glance drained every drop of color from her face, leaving her pale and shaken as if she'd been punched again.

The screen displayed an explicit selfie—William smirking arrogantly beside Rose’s unmistakably naked body.

"No...this must be AI—deepfake technology or something! You know they can fake anything now!" Rose protested desperately.

"Are you still trying to lie to me? Now?" David exploded, veins bulging in his neck.

Fury and betrayal coiled around his heart like a noose, tightening with every breath.

He’d just discovered he had six Eskimo brothers.

It was already soul-crushing to learn his wife had slept around. But now—she was carrying AIDS.

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