The Almighty Dominance (by Sunshine) novel Chapter 531

Bruno stared at Count Oskar, frozen in disbelief. His mind went blank, like a circuit had been burned out.

Count Oskar Winterhagen.

The underground overlord of Winchester.

Bruno was nothing more than a local leader, a small-time figure ruling a narrow slice of territory. But Count Oskar? He ruled this entire area.

No—he ruled the city’s shadows themselves. Every man in Winchester’s underworld knew his name. He was absolute power.

Bruno never imagined he would cross paths with someone like that—especially over something so trivial.

All of this, just because Matthias had asked him to deal with a minor nuisance.

Matthias, completely unaware of who Count Oskar was, had just been struck down by Oskar’s men.

Dazed and furious, he leaned close to Bruno and whispered through clenched teeth, “Bruno, what the hell is going on? Who is this old man? Can’t you handle him? I’ll give you another hundred thousand dollars.”

The moment those words left his mouth, Bruno started shaking.

The next second, he exploded.

Bruno grabbed Matthias by the hair and slammed his face into the ground. A sickening crack rang out as Matthias’s nose shattered on impact.

Blood poured out instantly.

Bruno’s eyes were red with terror and rage as he roared, “If you’re looking to die, bastard, don’t drag me down with you! This is Count Oskar!”

“What?!” Matthias and Jess shouted at the same time, their faces draining of color.

Count Oskar?

The underground overlord of Winchester?

Why was someone like that here?

Bruno looked up and met Count Oskar’s cold gaze. In that instant, everything clicked. His heart dropped straight into his stomach.

He scrambled forward, rushed to Alex, and fell to his knees.

“Sir, I’m sorry!” Bruno cried out. “Please forgive me! I truly regret what I did!”

He began slapping his own face—hard. The first two strikes left his nose bleeding. The third split his lips open. Blood dripped down his chin, but he didn’t stop.

He meant every slap.

Count Oskar walked over calmly, then suddenly kicked Bruno square in the face.

White-hot pain exploded through Bruno’s skull. He crashed to the ground—but the moment he hit the floor, he forced himself back up, kneeling again, and kept slapping himself.

He knew the truth better than anyone.

If he stopped, he would die here.

Alex watched silently. He remembered sending a message to Count Oskar, asking him to send people to clean up after he’d beaten these men.

He hadn’t expected Count Oskar to come in person.

Then Count Oskar turned toward Alex Saint-Claire.

In front of everyone, he bowed deeply, his posture filled with absolute respect.

“I apologize for being late, Mr. Saint-Claire,” Count Oskar said solemnly. “I will take care of everything.”

The moment everyone saw Count Oskar treating Alex with such deep respect, the room went dead silent.

Jaws dropped.

Matthias finally understood what kind of monster he had provoked. The realization hit him like ice water. His legs went weak, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Alex Saint-Claire glanced at Bruno and spoke calmly, his voice flat and cold.

“You know this man?”

Count Oskar answered without a pause.

“Yes. He’s nothing more than a minor leader in this area. But he dared to offend you, Mr. Saint-Claire.” His gaze turned icy. “I’ll make sure he dies right here.”

Bruno felt his soul leave his body.

He didn’t want to die.

He stayed kneeling, scrambling forward on his knees until he reached Alex. Tears streamed down his face as he slammed his forehead to the floor.

“Mr. Saint-Claire! This is my fault! All of it! Please—please give me another chance! I swear I will never offend you again!”

Alex looked down at him, “How about this,” he said slowly. “I remember you were ordered to cripple me. To cut off my penis.”

He paused, letting the words sink in.

“So show me how you plan to regret that.”

Bruno’s eyes turned bloodshot with panic.

“Yes, sir! Yes! This was all because of that bastard Matthias! He ordered me to do everything! I’ll cripple him! I’ll cut his penis off right now!”

He jumped to his feet and started walking toward Matthias.

Matthias’s face drained of all color. He collapsed to his knees, crawling backward in terror.

“Alex—no, Mr. Saint-Claire! I was wrong! I really was! I shouldn’t have let my mouth run wild! Please forgive me!”

Jess was shaking so hard she could barely stand.

The moment Matthias began begging, she dropped to her knees as well, bowing repeatedly.

“I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! Please forgive us!”

Alex let out a cold scoff.

“I won’t decide that,” he said flatly. “I’ll ask Renata whether she’s willing to forgive you after what you did to her. If she says yes, you can consider yourself lucky.”

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