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,

Saunders‘

her father, Blaine Saunders,

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

unparalleled

chief advisor.

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

minor leagues.”

took a leisurely sip of his coffee, his voice

excuse your cousin’s blunder, nor does it concern the Saunders

way

world.”

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

like to enjoy

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

to leap into

the Saunders family,” the

Saunders, gripped a jagged iron blade, his eyes

isn’t Ol‘ Mare. You’re in

Saunders family is untouchable, and you are no exception to

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swelling with an almost palpable intensity, was like a predator

a lethal light, and the iron blade he wielded was enveloped in

swirl of energy–a sure sign of a

shook his head, a wry smile on

smile, completely ignoring Blaine. He

by steeping it

up at Blaine, his voice calm and measured, “Thinking

league. There’s still time to

on the iron blade

patriarch, a man who

martial arts. Not yet fifty, and he had already reached the zenith of his power,

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