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The Montgomery estate’s grand ballroom was alive with opulence and energy.Crystal chandeliers cast shimmering light over the impeccably dressed crowd, and a string quartet played softly in the background.Guests mingled, champagne flutes in hand, their polite smiles masking the tension that hung heavy in the air.Max stood near the entrance, his eyes scanning the room.His tailored suit and composed demeanor belied the storm brewing inside him.The charity gala was a calculated move—a public display of strength to counter the scandal rocking the Montgomery name.But Max knew it was also a trap. Elliot wouldn’t miss this opportunity.Red Fang approached, his earpiece crackling.“Perimeter’s secure, but if Elliot wants in, he’ll find a way.”Max nodded. “He’s already here. I can feel it.”Molly joined them, her gown understated but elegant.“You sure this is a good idea, Max? We’re painting a target on ourselves.”“It’s not about us,” Max replied.“It’s about sending a message. We’re s
ALMIGHTY DOMINANCE LOST HEIR CHAPTER 91
The moment Max read Elliot’s note, the world around him blurred.The chaos of the ruined gala faded into the background as his mind focused on one thing: getting Emily back.“Red Fang,” Max said, his voice sharp and urgent.“Find out where Elliot’s men went. Check cameras, track vehicles, anything.”Red Fang nodded, already on his comms.“We’ll find them.”Molly approached cautiously, holding a tablet with the decrypted files.“Max, there’s something in these documents. A location tied to Elliot’s family. It might be where he’s keeping her.”Max turned to her, his eyes blazing with determination.“Where?”Molly tapped the screen, pulling up coordinates.“It’s an old estate just outside the city—Stoke property, abandoned for years. It’s heavily encrypted in the files, almost like they didn’t want anyone to find it.”“That’s where we start,” Max said.“Red Fang, get the vehicles ready. Molly, keep digging into those files. There’s more Elliot isn’t telling us.”In a dimly lit room with
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Under the cover of night, the two teams approached the Stoke estate.The once-grand mansion loomed like a shadowy specter, its windows dark and its grounds overgrown.Max, Red Fang, and Molly led the extraction team, while William’s men staged a diversion at the front gate.The silence was broken by an explosion as William’s team breached the main entrance.Gunfire erupted, drawing Elliot’s guards toward the commotion.Max and his team slipped in through a side entrance, their movements swift and deliberate.Molly carried the tablet, monitoring for signals or devices.“Motion sensors,” she whispered, pointing to small, hidden devices near the hallway corners.Max signaled Red Fang, who disabled them with precise cuts.They moved deeper into the mansion, every step measured.Emily strained against her restraints, her heart pounding as the sound of gunfire drew closer.She knew Max was coming, but she also knew Elliot would be ready.The door creaked open, and Elliot stepped in, his exp
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Gunfire erupted as Elliot’s remaining men poured into the room.Max grabbed Emily and shoved her behind cover.“Stay down!” he ordered, firing back at the attackers.Red Fang engaged the closest assailants with brutal efficiency, his knife flashing as he cut through the chaos.Molly ducked behind the console, her voice rising in panic.“Max, I need time!”“We don’t have time!” Max shouted, his eyes darting between the attackers and the bomb.The timer read 00:01:30.Emily crawled to Max, grabbing his arm.“Elliot has a backup plan,” she said urgently.“This isn’t just about the bomb. He wants to trap us here.”“What kind of trap?” Max asked, his voice sharp.Emily pointed to the walls.“The structure—it’s rigged to collapse.”Max’s blood ran cold.“Molly, leave it! We’re getting out of here.”“No!” Molly snapped, her fingers still racing across the console.“I can delay it—buy us a few more seconds!”The timer hit 00:00:30 as the mansion began to groan and shudder.Dust and debris rai
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The ruins of the Stoke estate still smoldered in Max’s mind as he walked into his grandfather’s study.The weight of Elliot’s taunts, the chaos of the escape, and the unanswered questions pressed heavily on his shoulders.He clenched his fists, determined to uncover the truth once and for all.Theodore Montgomery sat at his desk, reviewing documents as though the world wasn’t crumbling around them.Max stormed in, slamming the door behind him.“We need to talk,” Max said, his voice cutting through the silence.Theodore didn’t look up.“I assume this is about Elliot.”Max stepped closer, his eyes burning.“Stop deflecting. You’ve been hiding the truth for too long, and I’m done waiting. What happened between my father and Elliot’s?”Theodore finally looked up, his piercing gaze meeting Max’s.“You’re not ready for that truth.”Max leaned forward, his voice rising.“Don’t tell me what I’m ready for. Emily was nearly killed, Molly’s risking everything, and Elliot just tried to bury us al
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“Possibly,” Max replied.“But it could be anyone with enough influence to sabotage the pact.”Molly placed the decrypted files on the table.“These documents point to meetings between Nathaniel Stoke and several Montgomery members. I’ll cross-reference them with the family’s travel records. If there’s a pattern, I’ll find it.”Red Fang nodded.“What about Gerald? He might know more.”Max shook his head.“He’s just a pawn. Elliot’s been feeding him lies to stoke his resentment. The real answers lie elsewhere.”Jace tapped on his laptop, pulling up a live feed of Montgomery headquarters.“There’s something else. Elliot’s been quiet since the collapse. Too quiet.”As if on cue, Jace’s screen flickered, and Elliot’s face appeared in a live broadcast.“Good evening, Max,” Elliot said, his smirk dripping with malice.“I trust you enjoyed our little game at the Stoke estate. I must say, you’ve proven to be a worthy opponent.”Max’s jaw tightened, his eyes locked on the screen.“But games are
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Theodore’s eyes darkened.“Jealousy. Fear. Greed. Not everyone in the Montgomery family supported the pact. There were whispers that merging with the Stokes would dilute our legacy, make us reliant on outsiders. Those whispers turned into action.”Max frowned.“Action?”Theodore nodded.“Someone within our family leaked the details of the pact to our competitors. The deal collapsed, and Nathaniel Stoke was ruined. He lost everything—his wealth, his reputation, his family’s standing. It broke him.”“And my father?” Max asked, his voice quieter.Theodore’s expression softened.“Alexander was blamed for trusting Nathaniel. The elders turned on him, accusing him of recklessness. He was ostracized, stripped of influence within the family. He spent the rest of his life trying to prove himself, but the damage was done.”Max’s chest tightened, the weight of the revelation sinking in. “Who betrayed them?”“That’s the question,” Theodore said gravely.“Whoever it was ensured their tracks were c
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Max paced the war room, his mind racing as his team worked tirelessly around him.The atmosphere was electric with tension, each member laser-focused on their tasks.Suddenly, Winston, the family butler, entered the room, his usually calm demeanor replaced with urgency.“Sir,” Winston said, his voice low but firm.“We’ve just received word that Elliot has mobilized his allies. Montgomery properties across the city are under coordinated attack.”Max stopped in his tracks, his expression hardening.“How bad is it?”“Warehouses raided, offices vandalized, and our financial operations targeted,” Winston reported.“If this continues, the empire won’t survive the night.”Max’s jaw tightened.“He’s trying to overwhelm us. Get me a list of the properties under attack. We’re not letting him dismantle this family.”Max turned to his core team, his voice steady but commanding.“We don’t have time to hesitate. We’re fighting a war on multiple fronts. Here’s the plan.”He looked at Emily.“I need
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The grand courtyard was deathly silent, save for the labored, shallow breaths of Reginald as he lay sprawled on the arena floor. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, staining the pristine sand beneath him. His once-commanding presence had diminished into a frail, trembling figure.Max knelt beside him, his fists clenched. “Who did this, Reginald? Who betrayed you?”Reginald’s glassy eyes flickered toward Max. His lips moved, barely audible. “It… wasn’t supposed to be me…”Max leaned closer, desperation in his voice. “What do you mean? Who was it?”Reginald’s body seized for a moment before going still, his head lolling to the side. The arena was engulfed in whispers and murmurs as the Montgomery elders processed the sudden turn of events.“He’s dead,” one elder said, breaking the silence. “But… who poisoned him?”Before anyone could answer, a slow clap echoed from the shadows of the courtyard. The sound drew every eye to the edge of the arena, where Elliot Stoke emerged, his s
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The Montgomery estate’s grand courtyard had been transformed into an arena.The once-pristine gardens now surrounded a central, sand-covered platform, illuminated by towering torches.Rows of chairs were arranged around the arena, where the Montgomery Council of Elders, key family members, and trusted allies sat in tense silence.Max stood at the edge of the arena, his gaze fixed on Reginald, who was already waiting in the center.The older man looked calm, his hands resting on the hilt of a polished cane that concealed a blade.His sharp eyes glinted in the firelight.“This is insanity,” Emily whispered, standing beside Max.“He’s dangerous.”“So am I,” Max replied, his voice steady. “This ends here.”Red Fang leaned closer, his tone low.“Stick to your training. Reginald’s not just an old man—he’s a tactician. Don’t underestimate him.”Max nodded, stepping into the arena. The air grew heavier as the crowd stilled, the weight of generations of tradition pressing down on everyone pres
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One elder, a stern woman with silver hair, leaned forward.“Your reckless actions have drawn enemies to our gates, Max. You’ve endangered everything we’ve built.”Another elder, a balding man, added, “Your defiance against this council is unacceptable. Do you deny your role in the chaos that has befallen the Montgomery name?”Max’s jaw tightened, but he spoke with measured calm.“I deny nothing. The attacks on this family weren’t caused by me—they were orchestrated by someone in this very room.”The hall fell silent as Max placed the evidence on the table. He slid the ledger, surveillance images, and documents from the safehouse across the polished wood.“This is proof of decades of betrayal. Proof that someone among us has been manipulating this family for their own gain.”The elders leaned forward, scanning the documents.Some paled as they read, while others exchanged wary glances.A few shook their heads in disbelief.“This is absurd,” one elder scoffed, shoving the papers aside.
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Max turned to her, his voice low but firm.“Then we take him down. Expose everything.”Molly glanced up from the laptop.“That’s easier said than done. Reginald’s been covering his tracks for decades. And if he’s as powerful as this makes him look, he’ll know we’re onto him.”Back at the Montgomery estate, Max and his team regrouped in the war room, laying out the evidence they’d collected.The sheer scope of Reginald’s influence was staggering—bank accounts, property holdings, and a network of loyalists within the family council.“This isn’t just one man,” Gerald said, gesturing to the files.“This is an empire within the family. He’s been playing the long game, and we’re just now catching up.”Max stared at the ledger from the vault, now cross-referenced with the safehouse documents.“Elliot never realized he was being used. Reginald manipulated him just like everyone else.”Emily leaned against the table, her voice soft.“Max, if Reginald knows you’re onto him…”“He’ll come after m
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The room was silent except for the hum of the tablet as Max and his allies analyzed the anonymous message.The single name—Reginald Montgomery—hung in the air like a storm cloud.“Reginald,” Emily repeated, her voice uncertain.“Your great-uncle?”Max nodded, his jaw tight.“He’s one of the oldest and most powerful members of the family. If this message is right… he’s the one pulling all the strings.”Molly frowned, staring at the screen.“But why? What could he gain from tearing down the family he’s part of?”“Power,” Gerald said grimly, stepping forward.“Reginald’s been consolidating power for decades. If he orchestrated all this, it wasn’t just to hurt the Stokes or your father. It was to make himself untouchable.”Red Fang crossed his arms, his tone skeptical.“So how do we know this isn’t another setup?”Max’s eyes narrowed.“We find out. Trace the message.”The trail led them to a dilapidated safehouse on the outskirts of the city, its exterior overgrown with ivy and weeds.The
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Victor stumbled out of the burning Montgomery estate, clutching his bleeding shoulder.His breaths came in ragged gasps as he glared back at the mansion.The mission had failed, but his anger burned hotter than his pain.“This isn’t over,” he muttered, disappearing into the shadows.Inside, Max leaned heavily against a pillar as Gerald reached down to help him up.“You’ve seen better days,” Gerald said dryly, gripping Max’s arm.Max winced but accepted the help.“What are you doing here, Gerald? Last I checked, you were locked away.”Gerald smirked faintly.“Let’s just say I know this estate better than the people who tried to keep me locked up.”Max pulled his arm free, his eyes narrowing.“Why should I believe you? You betrayed this family once. What’s stopping you from doing it again?”Gerald sighed, leaning against a nearby wall.“I didn’t come here to ask for your trust, Max. I came because I realized the truth—and because I owe you and your father more than I can ever repay.”Ma
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Outside, Red Fang and his men engaged the intruders, their movements sharp and deadly.Bullets ricocheted off walls and statues, and the estate’s gardens became a warzone.“Push them back!” Red Fang roared, slicing through one of the attackers with brutal precision.“No one gets inside!”One of his men called out, “Sir, they’re too coordinated! It’s like they’ve been planning this for months.”Red Fang growled.“Then we make them regret it.”Max fought his way through the chaos, dispatching intruders with swift, precise movements.He moved with purpose, his mind focused on one thing: stopping whoever was behind this.As he entered the grand hall, he froze.At the far end of the room stood Victor Kane, his face illuminated by the flickering flames of a shattered chandelier.“Well, well,” Victor said, his smirk infuriatingly smug.“Look who decided to join the party.”Max’s eyes narrowed.“Victor. I should’ve known.”Victor chuckled, stepping forward.“Elliot sends his regards. He wante
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Except it wasn’t labeled openly. It was hidden under a false title: Financial Restructuring Plans, 1980–1990.“Clever,” Molly muttered as Max pulled the file.He opened it on a nearby table, revealing decades-old documents, photographs, and letters.The contents were damning.Max flipped through the file, each page painting a picture darker than the last. The Montgomery family had secretly funded illegal activities to maintain their grip on power:sabotage of competitors, bribes to government officials, and even orchestrated “accidents” for allies who became liabilities.“This…” Emily whispered, her eyes wide.“This is corruption on a massive scale.”Max’s hand froze on a photograph of his father with Nathaniel Stoke, both men shaking hands at the announcement of the pact.The caption read: Partnership for a New Era.“Look at this,” Max said, pointing to a memo dated weeks after the pact collapsed.“‘Ensure complete control by eliminating dissent.’” He clenched his fist. “This is pro
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As the team prepared to dig deeper, Winston, the family’s loyal butler, entered the room, his footsteps measured.He carried a small, sealed envelope in his gloved hands.“Master Max,” Winston said, his voice soft.“There’s something you should see.”Max looked up, frowning.“What is it?”Winston hesitated before extending the envelope.“Your father left this for you before he disappeared. I was instructed to give it to you when the time was right.”Max stared at the envelope, his heart pounding.“Why now?”Winston’s expression was unreadable.“Because the time has come for you to know the truth.”Max took the envelope, his hands shaking slightly.He glanced at Molly and Emily, who watched him with bated breath.“What’s in it?” Emily asked gently.Max’s voice was quiet but resolute.“The truth.”As Max turned the envelope over, he noticed his father’s handwriting scrawled across the front: For Max, when it matters most.Max sat at the edge of the war room table, the sealed letter in h
