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ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 19
Max was in the big study of the Montgomery estate.Richard looked at him with a loving but calculating look as he sat in a soft leather chair."You need to go to the dinner this Saturday," Richard told her in a strong, authoritative voice."It’s not just a dinner; it’s an event that will shape your role as the family’s heir."Max leaned against a shiny wood desk with his arms crossed.Richard gave a smile and tapped the desk."We are announcing the next big business deals for the Montgomery family."It's also a chance to meet important people in our network, like CEOs, government leaders, and, of course, other powerful families. Now is the time for you to shine."“And we plan to announce the heir has returned to the family.”Max made a face. He didn't feel completely at ease with the thought."Grandfather, I'm still getting used to everything. There's a chance I'm not ready to meet such important people.Richard laughed, and the sound was warm and firm."Max, you live on as the Montgo
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 20
Max was lounging in his new luxury apartment, feet propped up on an Italian leather ottoman, when his phone buzzed for the fifth time that morning.His roommate's name flashed across the screen again."Yo Max! Where are you, man? Professor Wart's about to start the lecture!" Tom's voice crackled through the speaker.Max bolted upright, nearly spilling his imported coffee."Oh shit!" In his daze of newfound wealth, he'd completely forgotten about his regular life as a college student."I, uh... I'm not feeling well," he lied, scrambling to sound convincing while eyeing the stack of cash on his coffee table."Not feeling well? Dude, you have been disappeared so many days," Tom snorted."Just get your lazy ass here!"By the time Max finally dragged himself to campus, the class was already over.He lingered in the hallway, hoping to slip away unnoticed, when Lisa, the class monitor – and arguably the prettiest girl in their year – called out to him."Max! Perfect timing," she waved him ov
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Just as the laughter was beginning to die down, the crowd parted like the Red Sea.Kurt Corwin, the unofficial king of the business department, sauntered down the hallway with the confidence of someone who'd never heard the word "no" in his life.His designer shoes clicked against the polished floor as he made his way toward their group, a trademark smirk plastered across his face."What's all this commotion about?" Kurt's voice carried that aristocratic drawl that screamed old money.His eyes landed on Lisa, who was still standing protectively in front of Max."Ah, Lisa... always the guardian angel of lost causes."He smoothly placed his arm around Lisa's shoulders, pulling her closer."You know, your sense of justice makes you even more beautiful. But some people," his eyes flickered dismissively toward Max, "just aren't worth your time."Lisa stiffened under his touch but didn't immediately pull away, aware of Kurt's influence in their social circle."Kurt, we were just discussing
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The room was so still it felt like time had frozen.Even Kurt’s usual arrogance couldn’t mask the uncertainty in his eyes now. He looked around at his friends, who seemed just as bewildered. Max wasn’t joking.“Well, I guess you’ve got guts,” Kurt said, his voice shaky for the first time.“But you better not embarrass yourself later when you realize you can’t afford the bill. That’ll be awkward. You won’t be able to beg us to pay for you.”Kevin snickered beside Kurt, looking at Max like he was some kind of circus act.“Yeah, and when you can’t afford it, don’t come crawling back to us asking for a loan. You might get a job as a dishwasher, though! Golden Dragon’s kitchen’s always hiring.”Max didn’t flinch. He kept his gaze on Kurt, his calm demeanor driving the point home even further.“No need to worry. If you’re so sure I can’t afford it, how about we make it interesting? You’re willing to go, right? Then you’ll pay half of the bill.”Kurt’s face twitched as he laughed nervously.
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“You’re really serious, aren’t you?” Kurt sneered, trying to maintain control of the situation.“You really think you can handle this kind of expense? Or are you just going to embarrass yourself again?”Max remained calm, his eyes cool as he met Kurt’s gaze.“I’ve been serious from the start, Kurt. You think I can’t handle it? Let’s see if you can.”Kurt’s smirk faltered for just a second, before he quickly recovered. “Fine,” he said, his voice laced with forced confidence.“You want the Supreme Room? Fine. I’ll be sure to cover my share, don’t worry.”The waitress, who had been standing nearby with a quiet smile, blinked in surprise when Max’s request for the Supreme Room was confirmed.Her attitude, which had been initially dismissive when she thought Max was just another student trying to play rich, shifted in an instant.She straightened up, her gaze flickering between Kurt and Max with renewed interest.“Well,” the waitress said, a smile creeping into her face,.“it seems like to
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 24
Kurt narrowed his eyes at Max, his frown deepening."You really think you can pull this off, huh?" he said, his voice tinged with disbelief."No way someone like you can afford this kind of lifestyle."Max didn’t even flinch, his calm demeanor only making Kurt more annoyed.You’re just upset because I’m actually going to enjoy myself," Max replied "Well," Kurt started, his voice oozing with condescension,"since you think you’re so rich, how about we start with a bottle of the finest wine on the menu?"He grinned, certain that Max would falter at the price.Max’s lips curled into a smile, but there was no hesitation in his eyes. "One bottle? That’s barely enough to wet your whistle," he said, his voice light."Give us ten bottles."A stunned silence fell over the table.Ten bottles of wine?The total would cost more than some of their entire tuition fees.Kurt’s face instantly went pale, his eyes widening as his pulse quickened."T-ten?" he stammered."Y-you want ten bottles?"Max’s
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The room buzzed with conversation as the classmates enjoyed the lavish meal.Plates were cleared, wine glasses refilled, and laughter echoed around the Supreme Room.Most of them, enchanted by the experience, paid no attention to the impending drama about the bill.Max, however, sat relaxed, his expression unreadable, while Kurt squirmed in his seat.The waitress walked in, her smile polished and professional.“Gentlemen, your total comes to $160,000. How would you like to settle the bill?”At her words, the room fell silent. All eyes turned to Max and Kurt.Max leaned back casually, pulling out a sleek black card from his wallet.“I’ll cover my half,” he said, sliding the card across the table.Kurt’s eyes widened like a startled owl, his lips twitching with disbelief.He broke the silence with a forced laugh.“A black card? Max, are you serious? That thing probably has less value than my little cousin’s toy credit card. Did you buy it at a flea market?”The room erupted into chuckle
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Kurt’s head snapped toward the door, his eyes narrowing.“Security? What’s that for? I’m paying, alright? No need to call the zoo keepers!”The waitress, who was clearly enjoying the spectacle, chimed in with a playful tone.“Oh, no, sir. It’s just protocol for situations like this. You know, in case someone tries to duck out without paying. Not that you’d do that, of course.”Another student piped up, grinning mischievously.“Kurt, you’re not planning to bolt, are you? You’d make a great cheetah with those long legs, but I don’t think you’d outrun them.”“Shut up!” Kurt snapped, his face turning beet red.“I’m not running anywhere! I just need to—ugh—sort out some funds.”“Funds?” a girl from the back of the group teased, giggling.“I thought you were loaded, Kurt. Or were you bluffing like a puffed-up peacock?”Kurt glared at her, his pride rapidly deflating.“I said I’ve got it!” he barked, though his voice trembled.Max’s voice cut through the laughter, smooth and confident.“Kurt
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The bunker’s silence was suffocating.Max’s fingers hovered over the button, every muscle in his body screaming for him to end this.One press.One moment.Elliot’s empire—gone.Emily, bruised and breathless, rushed into the chamber first, Red Fang and Molly behind her.“Max!” she gasped, eyes darting between him and Elliot. “Do it. End this.”Red Fang, ever the pragmatist, cocked his gun. “Push the damn button, boss.”Molly’s gaze flickered to the mainframe. “We don’t even know what wiping it will trigger.”Max knew that.That’s why he wasn’t pressing it.Something wasn’t right.Elliot, bloody but smirking, watched him carefully.“You hesitate,” he murmured. “Smart.”Emily’s breath hitched. “Max, don’t listen to him.”Elliot’s smirk widened.“You think I built this entire empire just for it to collapse with me?” His bruised fingers tapped the device in his palm. “Go ahead. Destroy it. But you won’t be stopping anything.”Max’s grip tightened.“Then what am I stopping?”Elliot chuckle
CHAPTER 217
The bunker loomed before them, half-buried beneath ice and reinforced steel. The frozen wind howled across the tundra, but Max barely felt it.He could only see one thing.The entrance to Project Nemesis.Red Fang, Emily, and Orlov’s strike team flanked him. The Russian general’s men were hardened operatives, armed to the teeth.“Thermal scans show minimal movement inside,” Molly reported through the comms. “But that’s impossible. Elliot wouldn’t leave this place unguarded.”Max’s jaw tightened.“He’s waiting.”Emily’s hand hovered over her gun.“So what’s the play?”Max stepped forward.“No more tricks,” he said. “I go in alone.”The bunker’s inner doors slid open, revealing a massive, circular chamber bathed in dim, blue light.And at its center—Elliot.Standing alone, dressed in a black combat shirt, his expression calm.Waiting.“You made it,” Elliot said smoothly. “Was starting to think you’d given up.”Max stepped forward, muscles coiled.“No more games.”Elliot smirked.“No. J
CHAPTER 216
Max’s eyelids cracked open, and the first thing he felt was pain.His wrists were bound.His head throbbed.His breath came out in short, sharp bursts, the frigid air burning his lungs.The room was concrete and steel, dimly lit by a single overhead bulb.A black site.Siberia.He flexed his fingers, feeling the bite of handcuffs against his skin.Across from him, Emily and Red Fang sat in matching restraints, their eyes flicking toward him as he stirred.Emily’s lip was split. Red Fang’s knuckles were bruised.Max let out a slow, steady breath.Elliot had planned for this.And now?Now they were in his trap.The heavy door groaned open.A man strode in—tall, broad, and radiating pure military authority.General Dmitri Orlov.His icy blue eyes swept over them, calculating, judging.He stopped before Max, arms crossed.“I should execute you where you sit,” Orlov said in flawless English.Max didn’t flinch.“You’d be making a mistake.”Orlov’s expression didn’t change.“You are Maxwell
CHAPTER 215
Max’s hands shook as he stared at the blinking red display on Emily’s chest.0:59He swallowed, forcing his mind to slow down.“Emily, don’t move,” he said, his voice tight.She held her breath. “Wasn’t planning to.”The bomb’s wiring was intricate, laced with a failsafe mechanism designed to detonate if tampered with incorrectly.0:45Molly’s voice crackled through the earpiece.“Max, I’m in the system—there’s a wireless detonation trigger, but I can’t hack it remotely. You have to disable it manually.”Red Fang’s tone was grim. “How much time?”Max exhaled shakily. “Not enough.”0:30His fingers moved with surgical precision, tracing the primary detonation circuit. One wrong move, and Emily would—No.Focus.Emily’s eyes locked on his. “Max.”0:15“Almost there,” he muttered.0:10Max found the kill switch—but it was wired to a secondary charge.Damn it.He had one chance.One cut.He sliced through the wire.0:03The countdown stopped.A sharp, piercing silence filled the room.Emi
CHAPTER 214
The skyline of Dubai gleamed under the desert moon, an empire of glass and steel stretching toward the heavens.At its peak stood the Desert Crown, a private skyscraper Elliot had turned into his personal fortress.Tonight, Max was walking straight into it.Max adjusted his collar, stepping out of the sleek black car that had been provided for him.No weapons.No backup.No second chances.Elliot had made that clear.The building’s penthouse elevator was already waiting.Red Fang’s voice crackled through the hidden earpiece.“You sure about this, boss?”Max stepped inside.“No.”The elevator doors sealed shut, carrying him into the lion’s den.The penthouse was a study in excess. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the glittering skyline, the city pulsing with unmatched wealth and power.And at the center of it all—Elliot.Sitting in a high-backed chair, dressed in a custom black suit, a drink in hand, smirking like he’d already won.Emily was nowhere to be seen.Max’s fists clenched.
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The screen on Viktor’s phone lit up.A live news broadcast.Max turned his head slightly—and felt his blood go cold.His own face flashed across the screen.BREAKING NEWS:“Interpol confirms Maxwell Montgomery is in possession of a classified bioweapon. Global alert issued. Immediate capture or termination authorized.”Max’s heartbeat thundered.No.Elliot’s voice hummed through the line.“You see, Max… while you were busy looking for me?”The smirk was almost audible.“I made the world believe you’re the real threat.”Viktor gave him a mocking shrug.“Sorry, Max. It’s just business.”Gunfire roared through the abandoned warehouse, bullets sparking off rusted steel beams as Max dove for cover behind a stack of shipping crates. The acrid stench of gunpowder filled the air, mingling with the heavy scent of betrayal.Red Fang was already firing back, his rifle barking as he clipped one of Viktor’s men.But it wasn’t enough.They were outnumbered.And worse—Emily was gone.“Max, we gotta
CHAPTER 212
The abandoned warehouse smelled of gun oil and damp concrete.Max stood in the shadows, his eyes scanning every darkened corner. He knew better than to trust anyone in Elliot’s world—especially a man like Viktor Kazan.Viktor wasn’t just a weapons dealer. He was a kingmaker, supplying warlords, rogue states, and intelligence agencies with the tools to rewrite power structures.And now, Max needed him.Red Fang, standing beside him, kept his hand resting near his holster. Just in case.“I don’t like this,” Red Fang muttered.Max’s jaw clenched.“Neither do I.”A rusted door groaned open, and Viktor Kazan entered.He was a hulking man, dressed in a long military coat, his bald head gleaming under the dim warehouse lights. A scar ran from his temple to his jawline, a reminder of how many people had tried—and failed—to kill him.Behind him, two bodyguards followed, their expressions cold and unreadable.Viktor stopped a few feet away from Max, lighting a cigar.“You have some nerve, Montg
CHAPTER 211
Max sat in the dimly lit safe house, staring at the flickering monitor in front of him. The screen was filled with news reports, security alerts, and live footage of military convoys moving through major cities.Every government agency. Every intelligence network. Every law enforcement unit in the world.They were all looking for one man.Him.“Maxwell Montgomery is now the world’s most wanted fugitive,” the news anchor declared. “Following an attack on an Interpol cyber facility in Singapore, he has been officially classified as a global terrorist—”Max clicked the screen off.His jaw clenched.Elliot had played him perfectly.Red Fang paced the length of the room, his expression unreadable.“We can’t stay here,” he said. “Not for long.”Emily sat cross-legged on the couch, arms folded tightly against her chest. Her eyes flicked to the closed blinds.“The moment we step out, we’re dead,” she muttered. “Every security camera, every border checkpoint—hell, even private contractors will
CHAPTER 210
Max stood over Molly’s terminal, eyes scanning the empty data feeds. The endless networks, the financial grids, the black-market communication lines—Elliot had wiped them clean.His name was nowhere.His digital footprint, nonexistent.Max’s jaw tightened.Molly cursed under her breath, fingers flying over the keyboard. “This isn’t just some rich guy going off-grid—this is a complete system-level erasure.”Red Fang leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed, his expression grim. “It’s like he was never even here.”Emily stood near the window, arms folded. Her gaze was distant, calculating.“He knew we’d come for him,” she murmured. “He’s already three steps ahead.”Max’s chest burned with frustration.Elliot hadn’t just vanished.He had left nothing behind.No shell companies.No offshore accounts.No former contacts willing to speak his name.It was as if he had rewritten the world to forget him.But Max knew better.Elliot wasn’t hiding. He was waiting.A New Power RisesRed Fang’s
