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

this usually pointed to an environmental cause. The Chesire

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

villagers lived

rarely

What, then, was happening?

Kashton Chesire,” Alexander said, his voice low and steady. “Think

getting sick, did anything unusual happen? Like any

or plants dying

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

“Yes,

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crops started dying. However…..”

off, uncertainty clouding his face. “The

of our own

A pharmaceutical factory?

gaze. Without wasting another moment, he

head

and stay tuned. I’m going to

words, he

up a

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

Asher. You

around,

earnest Asher Chesire riding shotgun, he revved up

red

and sped off

about five or six miles north of the Chesire estate,

Mountain.

“We’re here, Alex!”

sleek industrial park up ahead, his

plant. Rumor has it the owner’s

Jackmans from

the Porsche

toward the

park’s entrance.

“What’s your business here?!”

and charged over, batons

off-limits

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

won’t…”

here to

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

your waste disposal.

fear. So open up!”

An inspection?

glances, then sneered at Alexander. “Who do you think

test my patience, kid. Beat

they strutted off toward

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crops started dying. However…..”

uncertainty clouding his face. “The factory folks claimed their purifiers would

lot of

A pharmaceutical factory?

Alexander’s gaze.

tuned. I’m going to check out that

those words, he turned

up

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