Chapter 0265

No one knew where Alexander was. Amber only knew that Alexander had gone to Southwick to help

Patrick develop foreign markets. She did not know his exact location.

After all the scope of Southwick was too vast.

“You’ll never know where Alexander is!”

Amber struggled to breathe against the Dictator of the South’s grip on her neck. Her delicate face

turned purplish, but her gaze showed no fear.

“You can kill me and destroy New Chesire Group, but you won’t lay a finger on Alexander!”

The Dictator of the South burst into wild laughter.

Refusing to yield even unto death? Did she really think that would make her untouchable?

“I’ve seen many stubborn people.” he said coldly while squeezing Amber’s tender neck with his right

hand. His left hand slapped her face a few times, and he sneered.

“Stubborn people won’t change until they see a coffin. That’s easy to solve! When you see Miss

Jackman in a moment, you’ll soon know what it means to wish for death!”

The man ignored Luca and the security guards nearby. He lifted Amber off the ground and walked out

of the first-floor hall, heading to the Audi A8 parked at the entrance.

The car quickly started, speeding toward the Ol’ Mare Grand Hotel.

“Miss Chesire…”

Luca watched the Audi A8 disappear into the distance, grinding his steel teeth. He took out his phone

and quickly dialed Alexander’s number.

However…

electronic female voice could be heard. “Sorry,

Please try again later…”

froze, his heart sinking to the bottom of a

contact Mister Kane,

the other side, Ol’ Mare Grand Hotel, a

“Miss Jackman.”

into the suite, and ruthlessly threw her to

hands and bowed, grinning. “I’ve brought

whereabouts of Alexander.

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luxurious sofa in the suite’s living

elegantly, adorned with bright red nail polish.

swaying them in front

down at Amber’s pale and delicate face, treating

as she said, “Where is Alexander? You only

chance!”

silent. Since marrying Alexander,

be shattered

whereabouts.

Olivia, live

the bone. “Miss Chesire, don’t doubt the

Alexander killed my

must pay

and he will die. If you don’t, I’ll

methods. By

entire Chesire family will

stared at the

artist, she had heard about the rules of the martial world:

have a

doesn’t extend to family

that she would

nail polish brush, a faint cold smile on

“Speak,

where is Alexander?”

bit her lip as images of Susanne and Olivia’s faces

“He’s my husband, the most important

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