Chapter 0350

At the heart of Zabaleta, the Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel stood silent as a tomb.

The hotel was a ghost town, its staff and patrons chased off by a squad of burly men in black, leaving

only three men lounging in the lobby.

Alexander, George Pay.

“This is some fine Colombian Gold coffee. Excellent flavor.”

Alexander cradled his cup, savoring the vibrant coffee with an air of ease, ignoring the men in black–

about 20 of them–standing guard. He flashed a smile and offered, “George, Ray, have a taste.”

George and Ray, aware of Alexander’s real identity as ‘Sir Kane‘, did not bother with the muscle around

them. They joined in the coffee session, the mood light and easy.

“So, you’re the big shot running Ol‘ Mare city, Alexander?”

A young woman in a classic dress stood out from the crowd of men in black, her eyes fixed on the trio.

Her

voice was melodious, almost enchanting. “Five years back, my cousin, young and foolish, made a huge

blunder. However, that’s Saunders family business, nothing to do with Mister Kane.

“Tell me, why are you stepping in to help Andrew, Mister Kane? Are you looking to pick a fight with the

Saunders family? Or do you really think you can rule Ol‘ Mare and be untouchable?”

The woman was breathtaking, her presence alone commanding the room.

male–dominated family, she stood as the brightest star

Saunders‘

father, Blaine Saunders, would

authority was a gift from the family’s revered

unparalleled

chief advisor.

Andrew got his intel from

minor leagues.”

his voice calm and measured. “Being young and

nor does it concern the

the way

world.”

casually swept across the Saunders clan and said icily, “Go

I’d like to enjoy my

moment Alexander finished, over 20 Saunders bodyguards stepped up,

ready to leap into action

the Saunders family,” the young miss declared. At her

Saunders, gripped a jagged iron

“Remember, this isn’t Ol‘ Mare.

is untouchable, and

+15 BONOS

with an almost palpable intensity, was like a predator

His eyes glinted with a lethal light, and the iron blade he wielded was enveloped in

energy–a sure

head, a wry smile on his

his head with a smile, completely ignoring Blaine. He

steeping

up at Blaine, his voice calm and

me? You’re not in my league. There’s still time to walk

the iron blade tightening. He was the Saunders

man who had eschewed the cutthroat

he had already reached the

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

Comments ()

0/255