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.

being a woman in a male–dominated family, she stood as the brightest star among

Saunders‘

her father, Blaine Saunders, would fall silent in her

revered elder, a testament to

unparalleled

chief advisor.

that Andrew got his intel from me, but you’re still

minor leagues.”

took a leisurely sip of his coffee, his voice calm and measured. “Being

excuse your cousin’s blunder, nor does it concern the Saunders family. An eye for an

the way of

world.”

casually swept across the Saunders clan

came from. I’d like to enjoy my coffee in

moment Alexander finished, over 20 Saunders bodyguards stepped up, their eyes

ready to leap into action at

be so bold against the Saunders family,”

jagged iron blade, his eyes dark and stern

“Remember, this isn’t Ol‘ Mare.

and

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his presence swelling with an almost

lethal light, and the iron blade he wielded was enveloped

energy–a sure

wry smile on

smile, completely

coffee by steeping it with hot

did he look up at Blaine, his

my league. There’s still time

grip on the iron blade tightening.

a man who had eschewed the cutthroat world of business for

fifty, and he had already reached the zenith of his power, his

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