Read The Almighty Dominance Novel (Alexander Leonhart and Sophia Lancaster) by Sunshine Updated 2025 -26 - The Almighty Dominance Chapter 526

The Almighty Dominance Chapter 526

“But, boss—” Klaus tried to speak.

The slap came again, harder than the first. His head snapped sharply to the side.

The words he wanted to say died in his throat: Boss, everyone here is terrified of you—so how can you be this afraid of one young man?

But the boss didn’t allow even a syllable. He grabbed Klaus by the collar and dragged him down the stairs, barking hurried orders for everyone to move quietly—slowly, carefully, not a single sound—terrified that even the faintest noise might disturb Alex.

Pauline froze.

Just moments ago, these people had marched upstairs brimming with confidence.

Now, every last one of them had retreated to the first floor, faces drained of color, bodies rigid, as if they had brushed against death itself.

“Klaus,” the boss said grimly, “do you know who that man is?”

“I… I don’t,” Klaus answered honestly. For the first time, he saw pure, naked fear in his boss’s eyes.

“Good,” the boss snapped. “Then listen carefully. You say nothing about us coming here. Whatever he wants—whatever he asks for—you give it to him. Food. Drinks. Anything. Even if he wants every treasure in this place, you hand it over. You don’t charge him a single cent.”

Klaus stared at him, stunned beyond belief.

“Boss… are you sure?”

The boss struck his own head in frustration. “If you still want that head on your shoulders, you’ll do exactly what I say. Understand?”

“Yes—yes, boss,” Klaus replied quickly, though none of it made sense.

“But, boss,” he asked weakly, “who is he?”

The boss leaned in, his voice turning cold and merciless. “You don’t need to know who he is. You only need to know this—if he feels dissatisfied, I’ll take your head and offer it to him myself. I’m not dying with you.”

Klaus’s eyes reddened. He was on the verge of tears.

The boss didn’t linger another second. He turned and fled with the others, disappearing as fast as their legs could carry them.

As he ran, memories clawed at his mind.

Two years ago, that same young man had appeared.

Alone.

By the next morning, countless underworld bosses had vanished—erased overnight.

He had survived only because he was insignificant, a nobody too small to be worth killing. But the great bosses? Every last one of them had died by that man’s hand.

That man now stood at the very top of the underworld.

And he—a minor boss, a disposable pawn—would be insane to provoke him.

He wanted to live.

Inside Thorn & Coin, Klaus stood alone, trembling.

He didn’t know what else to do.

He immediately called the female staff, ordering them to prepare the best food they had—everything good, everything clean—for Pauline and Alex.

Alex didn’t even look up when the food was arranged neatly on the second-floor table.

Pauline stared at the dishes, unease creeping in. “Alex… they suddenly prepared all this for us. Are you sure it’s not poisoned?”

“Why don’t you use your scanner and check?” Alex replied calmly, his eyes never leaving the book in his hands.

He was completely absorbed.

The pages were filled with astonishing knowledge—formations.

Formations to gather energy for cultivation.

Formations to conceal one’s presence entirely.

Formations that could ignite fire from nothing.

It was like reading magic itself—ancient, precise, and terrifyingly powerful.

Alex turned the page slowly, his focus razor-sharp, either unaware of—or indifferent to—the fear he had left behind.

“Really interesting,” he murmured.

Half the book described another formation—one designed to refine a supreme elixir.

An elixir capable of strengthening the body, extending lifespan, and producing effects far beyond anything the modern world could imagine.

Alex studied the pages for a long time, dissecting every word, every line.

He had found a treasure.

No—this was the ultimate treasure.

By the time Alex finished reading, Pauline was already seated at the table. Most of the food was gone. She scrolled casually through social media, chewing without concern, completely at ease.

Klaus sat nearby, stiff and upright, like a loyal yet utterly terrified butler.

“Sire,” Klaus said carefully, “we sincerely apologize for what happened earlier. If you see anything you like here, you may take it with you.”

Alex lifted the nameless book and gave it a small wave. “This book is interesting. Where did you get it?”

Klaus bowed deeply, his movements sharp and respectful. “It came from a Prussian general who fought on the front lines against the Xlay cultivators. After the victory, the enemy’s valuables were looted.”

He swallowed before continuing. “These items are leftovers from that plunder. The truly valuable ones were taken by the government and sold off. What remains here… can only be called scraps.”

Alex glanced at the stacked wooden boxes around him. For a brief moment, he wondered whether another treasure might be hidden among them.

But he already knew the truth—everything here had been picked clean, sorted from most valuable to most worthless.

This book was different only because he had discovered its hidden compartment.

He walked over to one of the wooden boxes and reached out to open it.

“Wait!” Klaus blurted out instinctively.

Each box was meant to be a mystery box, priced at one million dollars. No one was allowed to open one without paying first.

Alex turned his head slowly. “What?”

Klaus froze. Then he remembered his boss’s warning. His face tightened. “N-no. My boss said… if you like anything here, you may take it freely.”

Alex opened the box.

He dumped its contents onto the floor and inspected the box itself, then moved on to the next.

One box.

Two boxes.

Five boxes.

Klaus’s face went deathly pale. Cold sweat soaked through his back. He could already picture the nightmare that awaited him when it came time to explain this.