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 in

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

mountains, with pristine scenery and top-notch water quality.

villagers lived

rarely

What, then, was happening?

Chesire,” Alexander said, his voice low and

did anything unusual happen? Like

plants dying

eyes widened as if struck by a sudden realization, and he

“Yes,

+15 BONUS

crops started dying. However…..”

his face. “The factory folks claimed their purifiers would prevent

lot of

A pharmaceutical factory?

spark of insight flickered in Alexander’s gaze.

head

and stay tuned. I’m going to

those words, he turned to

hold up

gestured emphatically, turning to a young man with a buzz cut by

Asher. You

around, so he’ll

had no objections. With the earnest Asher Chesire

red

off toward

about five or six miles north of the Chesire estate,

Mountain.

“We’re here, Alex!”

out the window at a sleek industrial park up

That’s the pharma plant. Rumor has it

from the

remained unreadable. He parked the Porsche by the curb and

toward the

park’s entrance.

“What’s your business here?!”

them from afar and charged over, batons at their

off-limits

grin, shaking his head quickly. “We’re just looking around

won’t…”

to conduct

his hand, his tone composed and

the villagers’ sickness is tied to your waste disposal. If

fear. So open up!”

An inspection?

sneered at

test my patience,

that, they strutted

+15 BONUS

crops started dying. However…..”

“The factory folks claimed their

lot of our

A pharmaceutical factory?

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

stay tuned. I’m going to check

he turned to

hold up

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255