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

with fury. His sleeves rolled

his eyes caught Gael’s battered state, and his

back to his side.

did not dare make

reputation–a gym junkie with a physique that could handle a brawl

half a

men. If Gael had been thrashed that badly, the guy

do you?

venomous look, whipped out his

floor. I want security up

was quickly filled with the thunder of boots.

a rubber baton, muscles rippling as they snapped to attention before

“Right on time!”

surveyed the security guards, then turned back

Hardy’s turf! You

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

backup!”

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Call for backup?

curled into a slight smile, ready to

too far off, pointed

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

law from Ol‘

Mare!”

twisted into a wild sneer as he looked down at Alexander. “And here I thought we had

real

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

can’t

out by

“I don’t buy it.”

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

speak. If

as you say, shut down Chesire now.

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