His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0292

Maurice and Eve were fired.

They were beaten up by the security guards before scrambling off, sobbing loudly.

“You all as well!” Henry turned to look at the remaining saleswomen furiously. “Playing with your

phones during work? You didn’t welcome the customers at all. The purchasing contract had been

signed. Didn’t you all see Mister Kane and Miss Chesire’s names? Are you all blind?”

The saleswomen were trembling. Tears streamed down their faces. They had indeed seen Alexander

and Amber’s names when they were signing the contract. However, they were lowly folk. They had no

idea who Alexander and Amber were.

“Although they were terrible, they didn’t offend us.” Amber could not bear to be too cruel. She said

gently, “Deal with them according to the company’s rules. Don’t make things any more difficult for them.

I’ve also once worked low-level jobs before. Mister Compton, you can let it go.”

Henry’s anger finally dissipated. He bowed at Amber before turning and harrumphing at them. “I’ll dock

your pay as a fine. If this happens again, you’ll be fired immediately!”

The saleswomen were relieved. They bowed at Amber gratefully. “Thank you, Miss Chesire! We won’t

make the same mistake again! We promise!”

Amber merely hummed and held Alexander’s hand.

She thought back about being bullied by Neil’s family, Herbert, and Zoe. Her life was bleak back then.

At that moment, one word from her could decide the fates of these sales staff. All these were given to

her by Alexander.

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ask for

Mister Alexander.” After dealing with the

guiltily. “I blame myself for today’s incident.

Mansions…”

He only nodded at George next to Henry and said

left the sales

them leaving before turning to look at George.

Severn, I…

sneered. “You can’t even see what Boss and Miss Chesire

They’ll take all six mansions. Get the papers

Henry immediately got another saleswoman to process the purchase.

do you always call Mister Kane ‘boss’ or ‘sir’? Is he as

of the people

Porsche leaving the sales center with respect

he turned and slowly said, “He is

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king of Ol’ Mare’ was not an exaggeration. It

had been subdued. Although there might still be a

in Woolpackton, it did no

the surface, a professional manager was managing it, but

one of New Chesire Group’s businesses, belonging to

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Group was, without a

that moment, in Zabaleta, a city

bespectacled middle-aged man was in a five-star hotel presidential suite, muttering

He looked