Chapter 0203

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The moment Gael lost his temper, the security guards knew better than to waste another second. They

whipped out their walkie–talkies urgently. “Mister Bacco, we’ve got trouble on the top floor. Mister Gael

Fabin

from the private room’s been attacked, and it looks bad…”

“What are you telling me? Who’s the assailant?!” The voice that crackled through the walkie–talkie was

laced

with anger and disbelief. “Keep them there, I’m on my way!”

The line went dead with a sharp click.

Two minutes ticked by, and the sound of determined footsteps echoed down the hallway. Hagen Bacco,

the impeccably dressed duty manager of Rectewald Mall, was on the move.

Spotting Gael from afar, Hagen’s blood boiled. “Mister Gael Fabin, you’ve been assaulted? Who dared

to lay a hand on you? I’ll take care of this!”

Gael did not

t get a chance to reply. Alexander casually pointed to himself and said with a nonchalant tone.”

That would be me.”

“You? Are you insane?” Hagen’s glare was lethal, his presence oozing danger.

He knew exactly who Gael was. He was the rising star of Woolpackton, the Yablon family’s sole son–

in–law,

and a VIP member of Rectewald Mall.

Attacking a VIP in Rectewald Mall was a blatant disregard for Drake’s authority!

“You think I’m courting death?” Alexander eyed Hagen, a wry smile playing on his lips. “Fine, if that’s

what you

go ahead–try to take me

fury. His sleeves rolled up in a flash, ready to

state,

back to his side.

not dare make

junkie with a physique that could handle a brawl

half a

thrashed that badly, the guy in

do

look, whipped out his walkie–talkie, and snarled into it. “This is

security up here, now,

corridor was quickly filled with the thunder of boots.

rubber baton, muscles rippling as they

“Right on time!”

the security guards, then turned back to Alexander with a sneer.

Hardy’s turf!

punches here? Out with it. Who are you

backup!”

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Call for backup?

lips curled into a slight smile,

him!” Gael, not too far off, pointed at Alexander and spat out a bloody

punk. He’s no street thug, he’s

law from Ol‘

Mare!”

sneer as he looked down at

real

the game. Just a guy mooching off his lady, huh? The Chesire family? New Chesire?

can’t

them out

“I don’t buy it.”

“New Chesire Group is moving into Province Town

speak. If

say, shut down

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