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.”

brow creased

such as this usually pointed to an environmental cause. The Chesire family’s land

scenery and top-notch water quality. The soil was rich,

villagers lived

land, rarely needing

What, then, was happening?

said, his voice low

getting sick, did anything unusual happen? Like

plants dying

eyes widened as if struck by

“Yes,

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crops started dying. However…..”

“The

damage, and a lot of our own

A pharmaceutical factory?

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

head

and stay tuned. I’m going to check

he turned to

hold up

young man with a buzz cut by his side.

Asher. You

way around, so he’ll

had no objections. With the earnest Asher

red

and sped off toward Abason

miles north of the Chesire

Mountain.

“We’re here, Alex!”

a sleek industrial park

has it the owner’s a northerner,

from the

the Porsche by the curb and strode

toward the

park’s entrance.

“What’s your business here?!”

guards spotted them from afar and charged over, batons at their

factory’s off-limits

a sheepish grin, shaking his head quickly.

won’t…”

here to conduct an

his hand, his

waste disposal. If you’re on

fear. So open up!”

An inspection?

at Alexander. “Who do you think you

an inspection? Don’t test my patience,

strutted off toward their

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crops started dying. However…..”

face. “The factory

lot of our own are employed

A pharmaceutical factory?

flickered in Alexander’s gaze.

tuned. I’m going to check

words, he turned to

up

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