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.

a woman in a male–dominated family, she stood

Saunders‘

father, Blaine Saunders, would fall silent in her commanding

was a gift from the family’s revered elder, a testament to her

unparalleled

chief advisor.

that Andrew got his intel from me, but

minor leagues.”

leisurely sip of his coffee, his voice calm and measured.

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

way of

world.”

his gaze casually swept across the Saunders

like to enjoy

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

companions, ready to leap into action at the slightest

one dares to be so bold against the Saunders family,” the

Saunders, gripped a jagged iron blade, his

isn’t Ol‘ Mare. You’re in Zabaleta

untouchable, and you

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man before him, his presence swelling with an almost palpable intensity,

glinted with a lethal light, and the iron

sure sign of a

head, a wry smile on

smile, completely ignoring Blaine. He arranged the coffee

by steeping it with

after attending to his coffee did he look up at Blaine, his voice

not in my league. There’s still time to walk

the iron blade

a man who had eschewed the cutthroat world of business

yet fifty, and he had

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