Chapter 0205

Gael’s father-in-law, Bram Yablon, head of the Yablon clan, became a household name. The Yablon

Pharma Group’s smashing entry onto the NASDAK ballooned the family fortune to billions, catapulting

them into Woolpackton’s elite.

For Gael Bram was the last hope, the ace up his sleeve. Even the shadowy figures who pulled the

strings in

Woolpackton’s underworld heavyweights tipped their hats to Bram.

“Your father-in-law, Bram?”

Drake paused, then stepped closer to Alexander, his voice a hushed murmur, “Mister Kane, I know

Bram. He’s not the one to worry about-it’s the muscle behind him that’s chilling.”

He leaned in, voice dropping to a whisper, “The pharma market’s a gold mine, and the big players-the

super- families-are all diving in. I can’t say who’s got Bram’s back, but the word on the street is…they

hail from the

north.”

The north? That got a chuckle out of Alexander.

Regulus Windsur, the north’s mightiest, was his turf, where he reigned supreme-a one-man army, the

legendary Lord of War, Alexander himself!

“Mister Hardy.” Alexander’s lips twitched into a sly grin as he eyed Drake.

“Only a sharp mind can lead Woolpackton, and a sharp mind knows the game.”

“Let’s see just how sharp you really are!”

The influence Bram wielded was a force not even he would dare cross. Yet, there stood Alexander,

whose prowess was nothing short of breathtaking. With a mere flick of his wrist, he effortlessly took

down the famed ” Ghost Sword” Wilhelm, a master of the mystical energy transformation realm.

all in this time, ready to risk not only my fortune but also my life to win over

Kane.”

Drake said.

down hard, a determined glint in his eyes

get the Yablons on the line. Tell them they’ve got ten minutes

longer, and they’ll be greeted by Gael’s

out his phone and punched in the

the up-and-coming tycoon of Woolpackton, head

Roughly ten minutes passed.

shrill, hysterical scream echoed down the hallway. “Drake, have you

someone had the gall to touch my husband? Who

head!”

eyes in the hallway snapped to the

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wife, Bram’s fiery daughter, Nery Yablon, stormed in. She looked like she had

with mask residue on her face, flanked by an elder in green and

bodyguards. One look

and she was

had been

guards had taken turns slapping him silly for a solid ten

honed

was now a battered mess,

“Mister Hardy.”

face etched

fifty. His eyes flicked to Gael, and his expression turned stormy. “You owe me an

people

have hurt my son-in-law!”

the

duo. Before the Yablons had climbed the

of Province Town. However, ever since Bram’s

this old man had become his shadow. His true power was a mystery,

a realm of

mythical.

voice was calm, almost detached, as

crossed my wife. I won’t

have two choices.

from Ol’ Mare is branching out to Woolpackton. Your Yablon

facilities and equipment, worth no less than a billion. Do

take Gael back without any compensation. However, all you’ll be carrying home is his

he threw his head

You’re the puppet

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