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

to take me

fury. His sleeves rolled up in a flash, ready

caught Gael’s battered state, and his raised fist

back to his side.

not dare

junkie with a physique

half a

Gael had been thrashed that badly, the guy in

tough, do

venomous look, whipped out his walkie–talkie, and snarled

want security up here, now,

with the thunder of boots. Over 20

a rubber baton, muscles rippling as they

“Right on time!”

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

Mall, Mister Hardy’s

throw punches here? Out with it. Who are you with? I’m giving you one chance.

backup!”

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Call for backup?

lips curled into a

far off, pointed at Alexander and spat out a

this punk. He’s no street thug, he’s the Chesire family’s

law from Ol‘

Mare!”

sneer as he looked down at Alexander. “And here I thought

real

game. Just a guy mooching off his lady, huh? The

can’t

out

“I don’t buy it.”

cool and steady. “New Chesire Group is moving into Province Town

speak. If

you say, shut down

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