The Almighty Dominance novel Chapter 496

The woman already knew Alex had arrived on a bicycle.

Everyone did.

He was probably the only man in this entire city still riding one in this age of airborne vehicles and silent electric cruisers.

But a commission was still money on the table, and she wasn’t about to let it slip away. Better to try and risk being wrong than walk away with nothing at all.

The world was full of strange millionaires—eccentric, unpredictable people who never looked like what they were. For all she knew, he might be one of them.

“This is the barcode,” she said, steadying her voice. “Scan it, transfer the funds, and everything will be yours.”

Alex lifted his wrist. His bracelet glowed.

He scanned the code.

A soft chime.

Then the transfer—ten million dollars in clean, unquestionable cash—shot out of his account in a single breath.

The bracelet vibrated as the system confirmed ownership.

The car bond snapped into place.

In the very next second, the entire showroom erupted.

Sirens flared. Lights swept across the hall.

A massive holographic screen burst open above them, visible to every booth on the floor.

“CONGRATULATIONS TO THE NEW WINCHESTER OWNER OF THE VÖXEN SERAPHINA—THE ONE AND ONLY MODEL IN THE CITY!”

The words thundered through the building like a festival announcement.

VÖXEN staff flooded the hall from all directions, forming a perfect line beside the Seraphina.

Their uniforms glowed under the lights as they waited for the new owner to step forward.

They were ready.

Ready to clap.

Ready to cheer.

Ready to celebrate the man who had just bought a car worth more than some buildings in Winchester.

Across the entire showroom, staff and visitors froze in shock. You didn’t see someone casually buy a ten-million-dollar vehicle every day.

Not here. Not anywhere.

The Arcturus Regional Manager stared from the next booth, mouth half-open, eyes wide.

Everyone from Arcturus—those who had mocked Alex, dismissed him, called him a “broke gardener”—stood paralyzed.

They saw everything.

Alex, the man they swore couldn’t afford a tire, had just purchased the VÖXEN Seraphina.

The saleswoman stood frozen, her hands shaking as the reality finally hit her.

She stared at Alex—really stared—seeing not the man on a bicycle, but someone suddenly sharp, magnetic, dangerously radiant under the showroom lights.

“You… you know what you just did, right?” she whispered. “Ten million… for that car? People die for less.”

Alex doesn’t turn. “It’s mine. That’s all that matters.”

The saleswoman hurried to Alex’s side, practically shaking with excitement as she matched his pace.

“Sir! Sir! Do you have any comments about becoming the new Seraphina owner?”

“Comments?” Alex echoed, thoughtful. “Sure.”

“Great!” she beamed. “Let me guess—you’ve dreamed of this moment your whole life?”

“Not really.”

She blinked. “Oh… then is it a symbol of your success?”

“Nope.”

“Your ambition?”

“No.”

“Your lifelong passion for luxury vehicles?”

Alex finally turned toward her, his expression calm, almost bored.

“Honestly? I bought it because your competitor—Arcturus’ sales team—insulted my bicycle.”

The woman froze mid-step.

“…That’s it?”

Alex let out a casual hum. “Well… partly.”

He leaned in just slightly, voice dropping to a smooth, dangerous murmur.

“I was also considering buying the entire Arcturus company—just so I could fire them myself, with style.”

Her mouth fell open.

“But that sounded like too much work,” Alex added with a shrug. “So, yeah… I bought this big toy instead.”

He walked toward the car as VÖXEN staff showered him with applause. Flower petals drifted from the ceiling, trailing behind each of his steps like a coronation.

The Seraphina rose from the ground—half a meter—its engine a whisper, its body gliding out of the showroom like a living piece of art.

Alex slipped inside.

The interior stunned him—sleek, impossible, a world crafted in perfection. Every surface shimmered. Every detail breathed luxury. The Seraphina wasn’t just a car. It was a throne.

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