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.

in a male–dominated family, she stood as the

Saunders‘

generation. Even her father, Blaine Saunders, would

a gift from the family’s revered elder, a testament

unparalleled

chief advisor.

sharp to deduce that Andrew got his intel from me, but you’re still playing

minor leagues.”

of his coffee, his voice calm and measured.

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

the way of

world.”

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

from. I’d like to

Saunders bodyguards stepped

his companions, ready to leap into action at the slightest

to be so bold against the Saunders family,” the young miss declared.

a jagged iron blade, his eyes dark

this isn’t Ol‘ Mare. You’re

the Saunders family is untouchable, and you

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an almost palpable intensity, was like a predator on

a lethal light, and the iron blade

energy–a sure sign of

wry smile on his lips, as he ignored Blaine’s

shook his head with a smile, completely ignoring Blaine. He arranged the coffee

by steeping

look up at Blaine, his

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

iron blade tightening. He

son of the patriarch, a man who had eschewed

martial arts. Not yet fifty, and he had already

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