Chapter 0354

The sounds of bodles collapsing echoed in quick succession until the lobby fell into a deathly silence.

Moments before, the Ledger and Campbell families had strutted about with unchecked arrogance. In

an instant, their reign came to a catastrophic end. Their finest warrlors lay lifeless, their bodies strewn

across the ground in the time It takes to blink.

“George, Ray.”

Alexander’s expression remained as impassive as If he had swatted away a nuisance of ants. He

addressed the two men with a calm command, “Clean house.”

George and Ray shuddered, instantly grasping the gravity of the situation.

They were no strangers to that grim task.

The Ledger and Campbell familles, anyone even remotely connected to the incident, were to be dealt

with ruthlessly.

The innocents, those uninvolved children, women, and youths, were herded off to welfare institutions,

stripped of the Zabaleta family’s once–glittering prestige.

Alexander’s words rang true. By dawn, the Ledger and Campbell dynasties would be nothing more

than a memory, dissipated like mist.

The night at Zabaleta was far from tranquil.

The staff at Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel and the guests ousted by the Saunders family remained

oblivious to the night’s dark deeds.

Only a few locals, peering from afar, caught a glimpse of the Zabaleta mayor’s official car leading a

of police escorts. They made a brief appearance before vanishing into the

Campbell family,

kilometers away, perched on the rooftop of

Ol‘ Mare Seaside

slight tremor.

had fallen, yet the night vision scope cut through the darkness with undeniable

grim sight, filled with the

family members.

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had been

to Cingen, clutched her

almost without realizing. “He took down the Ledgers and the

had the backing of the northern

paused, his gaze drifting northward, eyes narrowing

Zabaleta caused, the northern power players must be in

the northern region of Regulus

secluded, rustic estate, a cry of anguish shattered the night’s stillness. “Uncle! You have to

Campbells. We’re finished, just

lament was a middle–aged man, his

spoke of tragedy. He bore a striking resemblance to

the Campbell patriarch, Viator.

estate, he stood

befallen his kin.

news of his family’s ruin had just reached him, and he had come

His last shred of hope lay with

of the

secrets, and the estate lay eerily quiet, save for

transpired in Zabaleta remained a

of a brutal clash among

the attention of the Zabaleta mayor. Others murmured that it was the shadowy

scales, aiding the Saunders family in

Campbell lines.

and

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