His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0358

With Coral came her parents, Amber’s Uncle Kolten and Jazzy Patel.

They were the salt of the earth, carrying bags of vegetables. After greeting Patrick and the rest, they

offered a bashful smile and said, “Brother–in–law, we didn’t bring anything fancy. Just these.

veggies…”

“Here, let me help with that.”

Amber quickly moved to take the vegetables, her arms full, her face beaming. “We’re family here. no

need for formalities! Coral, how’s the internship at the company? I’ve been all wrapped up in ‘ Crystal

Elegance Skin‘ stuff and haven’t caught up with you in ages!”

Since that scary day in Kingstown when Coral was drugged and Alexander came to her rescue, she

had interned at New Chesire Group and landed a permanent spot. In just under two months,

she’s climbed up to Deputy Director of Quality Inspection.

Quality

y was the backbone of the business, and Coral, being family, was just the right fit for the job.

“Why, Amber, you’ve been out of touch!”

Coral pursed her lips with a sly twinkle in her eye, “Deputy GM Thomson promised that once our

new branch in Zabaleta is up and running, he’ll promote Mister Yacko to General Manager there. And

guess what? That means I’ll be taking over as the head honcho of the Quality Inspection

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Department!”

are you talking

steps away, Carmela’s eyes popped wide open in shock. She glanced between

way! How can Coral,

why can’t my Cirroc be

he can’t be Deputy GM, what about the Head of Security? Alexander’s just the guy who married

family. Why can’t his job go to Cirroc? He’s a hundred times better than

“Enough!”

face had just begun to settle

warned you before; no one disrespects my

even come close to being

“You…”

spun on her heel, and dashed to a nearby GAC

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short, huh? How is he any less than Alexander? Look at my brother–in–law, he’s ready to

punches!”

emerged unsteadily, gripping

please, let’s have peace.

your wife. We’re

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wishes known, Patrick was quick to oblige, moving

a softened look on his face. “Mom, I’ll do as you ask. I’ll call HR

him to make the

“Patrick!”

was fuming, her face twisted in anger as she stomped. “What are you

of becoming a minister, and you’re telling me

you to judge?”

Missus Thompson’s arm and bursting into tears. “Mom,

own nephew! Tell Patrick to make him vice

less!”

looked on, a picture of resignation, about

mountain path. “Oh, Susanne, thank goodness you’re

Patrick are at it again. Come over,

There was Susanne, indeed.