His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0157

“No, that’s not it… Braylee’s face turned ghostly pale as she shook her head desperately at Yorick. Her

feeble attempt to lie fell flat.” Listen to me, Yorick. I can explain, I…”

“There’s nothing left to say.”

Yorick’s scowl melted away, replaced by a sly grin. “You’re my girl, your past doesn’t bother me.”

He reached out to Amber once more, charming and polished. “Miss Chesire, we really should talk

about the acquisition. Even if a buyout is off the table, there’s room for partnership, don’t you think?”

However, Amber was a wreck, all thanks to Braylee. Guilt painted her face as she shook her head.

“Mister Schneider, I’m sorry. I just… I need to leave!”

With that, she fought back tears and, alongside Alexander, made her exit from the restaurant.

“Amber, Alexander…

Yorick’s eyes lingered on their retreating figures before fixing his gaze on Amber’s delicate waist. A

frostiness flickered in his eyes, growing more intense.

Deep into the night, the silence was shattered in the presidential suite atop the Marigold Grand Hotel of

Ol‘ Mare.

“Ah, no, please, ah…”

Yorick kicked the battered Braylee, tumbling off the bed. Clad in his nightgown, he strode to the

window, his face a dark storm as he surveyed the city below. “So much for purity, for being untouched.

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trembled, curled on the floor, clutching a blanket around her. Her sobs filled the room.

give me another chance, I’ll secure the New Chesire

chuckle was low and sinister as he fished a

and captivating. He murmured with a

what real purity looks like!

lasciviously licked the photo, his tongue tracing the image as if to

seized Braylee by the neck, his glare turning sharp

has ever slipped through

you want to make amends. Say it’s to apologize,

on old

comes alone. Alexander

on Braylee’s cheeks as she stammered, “Yorick, what

glass vial with a

for this little treasure from overseas. She won’t taste it, won’t even

sip… she’ll be putty

in Braylee’s eyes. She ventured, “And if she won’t

smile twisted cruelly. “Fail to bring her out, and you’ll

at half past seven, Elsa Music Restaurant buzzed

surprise

her side, spotted Braylee and

knitted together in

tearful call from Braylee just as the workday wound

to rekindle the

no intention of showing up, but Braylee’s tearful plea over the phone

no. So, she had Alexander