The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel Chapter 473

The guards started toward Alex, but he didn’t flinch. His expression stayed cold.

“Alrun Treuburg,” Alex said, steady and firm, “I’ve never insulted you. I’ve never provoked you. So why do you keep mocking me?”

Alrun folded her arms across her chest, chin tilted high. Her tone dripped with contempt.

“You divorced Katarina—my friend—and married Sofina Scheinwald. Of course I despise you. So what?” She leaned in slightly. “Can’t handle a little dislike, you pathetic loser? And now you dare come here asking for my help? Who do you think you are?”

Her sneer sharpened.

“I heard the Wolfsbane family finally acknowledged you. I heard you’re walking around claiming your ancestors’ properties. Hate to break it to you, but this restaurant never belonged to the Saint-Claires. You walked into the wrong place.”

Then her voice snapped like a whip. “Guards. Hit him and send him to the Rosenhiem family.”

The human guards moved forward with menace—though Alex knew he could drop them all in seconds if he wished.

But before they reached him, four android guards from the restaurant shot forward, landing in front of Alex with mechanical precision.

One of them spoke in a metallic, emotionless voice.

“Warning. A critical VIP is in danger. Move away immediately or we will initiate defensive protocol.”

The human guards froze, stunned.

Alrun’s eyes widened. “Security Androids, why are you protecting him? Step away! Now!”

“Negative,” the android replied. “VIP on watch is threatened. Protection is mandatory.”

“I said stand down!” Alrun barked. “I am the manager of The Imperial Amber House. This is my command. Step back from our business!”

“Negative,” the android repeated. All four machines tightened formation around Alex, shielding him from the guards.

Confusion spread across the room. Something like this had never happened before—androids defying direct orders, siding with an outsider.

At that moment, Alex’s bracelet phone vibrated in his hand.

A small one-side holographic screen slid open—visible only to him, invisible to everyone else.

Marlene appeared on the display, breathless and tense, her voice low and urgent.

“Master Alex, we received an emergency alert from security saying you’re in danger at the Imperial Amber House. Are you alright?”

Alex glanced at the androids around him, then back at the private screen.

“How did you know? Are these four androids connected to you?”

“Master Alex, the Eden Group owns the entire Imperial Amber House chain. The Winchester branch is only one of dozens across Prussia. And you—” her tone dropped lower, more serious, “—you are registered as the number-one VIP across all Eden Group properties.”

She continued, crisp and precise:

“That includes every restaurant, every hotel, every resort, and every security android assigned to Eden facilities. If you’re threatened anywhere near our assets, all androids automatically protect you and send a distress signal straight to headquarters. That’s why we detected danger.”

Her voice softened just slightly. “Master Alex, are you safe right now?”

Alex’s eyes tightened in shock.

Number one VIP?

Did that mean… he practically owned the Imperial Amber Houses?

He’d spent three chaotic years with Katarina, while Countess Marlene, Bella, and the Kingswells had been quietly expanding his business.

He never realized how massive his influence had already become.

He spoke almost on instinct.

“Looks like you’re doing an excellent job, Marlene.”

Marlene laughed softly, a hint of pride slipping through.

“Of course, Master Alex. I’m dying to prove myself to you. I do everything I can so you’ll keep your eyes on me.”

Then her tone shifted, colder.

“I’ve already summoned the general manager of the Winchester Imperial Amber House to meet you. If he isn’t standing in front of you within a minute, then something dirty is going on. He will serve you well, Master.”

Alrun’s patience shattered.

Alex was taking a video call—right in the middle of the moment she was trying to humiliate him.

And worse, the android guards she thought she commanded weren’t even giving her space to lay a hand on him.

She had planned everything:

Use Alex as a stepping stone, cripple his dignity, and carry his broken body back to Katarina to win favor. She wanted him helpless. She wanted him whining, begging, easy to crush.

But instead of breaking, Alex stayed perfectly calm.

And instead of obeying her, the restaurant’s android guards stared down at her—cold, emotionless, and unyielding—like she was the one without authority, like she was the powerless one in the room.

Her rage exploded.

“You Rosenhiem dog!” she screamed. “You made the biggest mistake of your life divorcing Katarina! And then you married Sofina—that bitch!”

“She’s nothing but the Heinrichs’ whore! Everyone knows what she is! Whenever Heinrich shows up, she follows him like some starving street animal waiting for scraps to be thrown at her. She’s trash—just like you! A perfect match: two dogs crawling after their masters!”

Alex’s expression hardened, his voice turning cold and razor-sharp.

“You didn’t just insult me—you dragged my wife into your filth,” he said. “Alrun Treuburg, you’re digging your own grave. I’m going straight to your superior and asking how Imperial Amber House hires someone with a mouth as rotten as yours.”

Alrun scoffed, eyes blazing.

“You want the person in charge? Who the hell do you think you are?” she snapped. “You’re not even worthy of standing in front of me, the manager. And you dare think you can contact anyone above me? You arrogant little nothing!”

“You really need to be beaten bloody!” She snapped at her human guards. “Turn off the androids! Shut them down—now! Once they’re inactive, hit that bastard!”

Alex didn’t move. He only stared at her, “You’ll know in seconds whether I’m bluffing. You’ll know exactly who I can contact.”

Alrun burst into loud, mocking laughter.

“Oh, I can’t wait,” she said. “When the guards rip that lying mouth off your face, maybe you’ll finally learn your place, you little prick! This is hilarious!”

Her guards activated the shutdown command.

The androids’ eyes dimmed instantly, collapsing into inert silence.

The human guards stepped forward, menace heavy in their steps.

“Get him,” Alrun barked. “We’ll deliver him to Katarina like a gift.”

The four guards closed in on Alex—

—and then a roar cut through the air.

A flying car, moving at terrifying speed, slammed straight into all four guards.

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