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 in

usually pointed to an environmental cause. The Chesire

pristine scenery and top-notch water quality. The

villagers lived

the land, rarely needing

What, then, was happening?

voice low and steady. “Think back for

getting sick, did anything unusual happen? Like any

or plants dying

as if struck by

“Yes,

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crops started dying. However…..”

his face. “The factory folks claimed their purifiers

lot of our own are

A pharmaceutical factory?

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

head

tuned. I’m going to check out

he

hold up

young man with

Asher. You

know your way around, so he’ll guide you

With the earnest Asher Chesire riding shotgun, he

red

and sped off toward Abason

about five or six miles north of

Mountain.

“We’re here, Alex!”

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

pharma plant. Rumor has it

Jackmans from

face remained unreadable. He parked the Porsche by the curb

toward the

park’s entrance.

“What’s your business here?!”

them from afar and charged over,

off-limits

sheepish grin, shaking his head quickly. “We’re

won’t…”

here to

wave of his hand, his tone composed and detached. “I have reason

tied to your waste disposal. If you’re on the level,

fear. So open up!”

An inspection?

sneered at Alexander. “Who do you think you

Don’t test my patience,

they strutted off toward

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crops started dying. However…..”

face. “The factory folks claimed their purifiers would

of our own are

A pharmaceutical factory?

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

tuned. I’m going to

those words, he turned to

up

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