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.

this time, ready to risk not only my fortune but also my

Kane.”

Drake said.

hard, a determined glint in his eyes as he turned to

growl, “Wilhelm, get the Yablons on the line. Tell them they’ve got ten

and they’ll be greeted

phone and punched in the number with

tycoon of Woolpackton, head of

Roughly ten minutes passed.

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

someone had the gall to touch my husband? Who

head!”

in the hallway snapped to the source of

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in. She looked like she had just stepped out

robe with mask residue on her face, flanked

bodyguards. One look

and she

been dealt a

taken turns slapping him silly for a solid ten minutes. Despite his

honed

was now a battered mess,

“Mister Hardy.”

suit, his face

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

people

have hurt my son-in-law!”

the four

the Yablons had climbed the

was the undisputed champion of

His true power was a mystery, but the whispers in

certain-he had reached a realm of energy transformation

mythical.

you’re Gael’s father-in-law, Bram?” Alexander’s voice

crossed my wife. I won’t

have two choices.

Mare is branching

and equipment, worth no less than a billion.

compensation. However, all you’ll be carrying home

before he threw his head back

You’re the

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