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.

Drake Hardy, was all in this time, ready to risk not only my fortune but

Kane.”

Drake said.

a determined glint in his eyes as he turned to Wilhelm at

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

and they’ll be

out his phone and punched in the number with practiced

tycoon of Woolpackton, head of

Roughly ten minutes passed.

husband, Gael?!” a shrill, hysterical scream echoed down the hallway.

the gall to touch

head!”

hallway snapped to the source

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

robe with mask residue on her face,

bodyguards. One look

and she was

been dealt a

slapping him silly for

honed

face was now a battered mess, swollen and

“Mister Hardy.”

gray suit, his face etched with lines that hinted

His eyes flicked to Gael, and his expression turned

people

have hurt my son-in-law!”

the four bodyguards and the enigmatic elder

the Yablons had climbed the ranks, his

undisputed champion of Province

become his shadow. His true power was a mystery, but the whispers in

reached a realm of energy transformation that

mythical.

voice was calm, almost detached, as

crossed my wife. I won’t bore you with the details.

have two choices.

New Chesire Group from Ol’ Mare is branching

and equipment, worth no less than a billion. Do this, and Gael

without any compensation. However,

head back and laughed. “So that’s

You’re the

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