Chapter 0254

A sleek Maserati with a northern tag eased to a halt on the fresh asphalt of the ring road encircling the

New Chesire Group’s burgeoning industrial park, nestled in the northern outskirts of Ol’ Mare.

A young man in a crisp white T-shirt emerged from the vehicle, his gaze sweeping over the park, a

confident

smirk playing at the edge of his lips.

He was Leandro, the scion of one of the mighty northern clans, the Jackman family.

The Jackman family had dispatched a mere six people to Ol’ Mare, and Leandro was among that elite

group.

His mission? To seize control of New Chesire Group and claim their pharmaceutical sensation, ‘One

Life’, for

his own.

“The boss of New Chesire Group is Amber, isn’t she?”

Approaching the park’s gate, Leandro peered inside, a low laugh escaping him. “Rumor has it she’s Ol’

Mare’s

reigning beauty. Gorgeous and gifted, yet she’s saddled herself with a deadbeat husband…

“Ah, that’s right. The washed-up nobody, Alexander, right?”

The middle-aged chauffeur, who had been driving, promptly bowed, his tone steeped in deference.

“Indeed!

However, sir, Alexander might not be the loser the gossip suggests. The Ellis family’s downfall, the

Hart’s

uprooting-it’s all linked to him. If…”

his lips

but a has

in my book. A mere

dipped his head, a mix of respect and fear etched

clueless, he knew the score all too

second

in the fighters’ community.

he snagged the eighty-third spot-a

onto the fighters’ ranking were at least Grandmasters

among the top one hundred fighters took more

physical strength;

a lethal technique that ordinary individuals found hard

one to effortlessly defeat even those at

transformation.

powerhouses of Regulus

enough chit-chat. Time

waved his hand haughtily. “Get Amber on the line. Tell her

and the

the Jackman

she even thinks about saying no, she’ll get a taste of

shot

can do!”

whipping out

+15 BONOS

it buzzed with an incoming call

“Mister Jackman?”

quickly picked up. “Mister

“Mister Yaron Scott!”

right outside the

phone, his

Jackman? Quick, put him

An emergency?

shifted subtly as he hastily passed the cell

anxiety. “Mister Leandro Jackman, it’s

bodyguard.

trouble at the

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

Comments ()

0/255