His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 250

Chapter 0250

That afternoon, at four o’clock, some 200 kilometers from the hustle of Ol’ Mare, lay Amber’s old

stomping

grounds-the Chesire family farm.

It was a slice of rural life, tucked away in the boonies with craggy mountains for neighbors and a village

that

time forgot. The Chesires were the local success story, the one family who had made good in the city,

and the

village’s pride and joy.

“Alex’s here!”

“Let’s roll out the red carpet, folks-Alex’s the Chesire family’s pride and joy!”

“Wait, he married into the family? So he’s the one being kept? What’s he gonna do about the mess

we’re in…”

The villagers were all abuzz at the Chesire crossroads, even before Alexander pulled up.

Then, with a flash of red, his Porsche sliced through the country quietly, easing to a stop before the

curious

onlookers.

“Which one of you is Mister Kashton Chesire?”

Alexander stepped out, all charm and smiles. “So, what’s the word? No need to rush. Just lay it on me.”

Amber’s uncle, or Kashton as he was known, was the head honcho around these parts. He pushed

through the

crowd, his face lined with concern. “You must be Alex. Our village…”

Over the past few months, a mysterious wave of sickness had swept through the village. Those who

sought

medical attention at the county hospital were met with a startling discovery: they all suffered from

stomach

ailments linked to poor dietary hygiene, ranging from mild ulcers to early-stage stomach cancer. Fear

gripped

the entire village.

“We’ve scraped together some cash to get the county’s environmental experts to check things out, and

they assured us our water’s clean,” Kashton explained, his face etched with worry as he let out a heavy

sigh.

“We were hoping that maybe Patrick, who’s made it big in the city, could hook us up with some legit

experts. If this keeps up… Well, it’s just bad news.”

creased

pointed to an environmental cause. The

the mountains, with pristine scenery and top-notch water

villagers lived

the land, rarely needing

What, then, was happening?

said, his voice low and steady. “Think

sick, did anything unusual happen? Like any small

plants dying

eyes widened as if struck by

“Yes,

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crops started dying. However…..”

uncertainty clouding his face. “The factory folks claimed

a lot of our own

A pharmaceutical factory?

flickered in Alexander’s gaze. Without wasting another

head

and stay tuned. I’m going to

those words, he turned

up

to a young man with a buzz cut by his side.

Asher. You

your way around, so he’ll guide you

had no objections. With the earnest Asher Chesire riding shotgun,

red

off toward Abason

about five or six miles north of the Chesire estate,

Mountain.

“We’re here, Alex!”

pointed out the window at a sleek industrial park up ahead, his voice

has it the

from the

He parked the Porsche by the curb and strode with

toward the

park’s entrance.

“What’s your business here?!”

afar and charged over, batons at their waists. “Got

off-limits

head quickly. “We’re just looking

won’t…”

to conduct

a wave of his hand, his tone

your waste disposal.

fear. So open up!”

An inspection?

at Alexander. “Who do you think you

inspection? Don’t test my

they strutted off toward

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crops started dying. However…..”

face. “The factory folks claimed their

of our own are employed

A pharmaceutical factory?

insight flickered in Alexander’s gaze. Without wasting another moment,

and stay tuned. I’m going to check

those words, he

up a

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