Chapter 0450

The man in question, Vicenzo Batson, was the Little Knife Society’s rudder in those troubled waters.

His name was a byword for cunning, his connections a web that spanned from the city’s elite to its

humble street sweepers. Even the fishmongers served as his eyes and ears, his network was as deep

as it was wide.

Ever since the Xanthos family challenged the New Chesire Group, he had been eyeing that shortcut,

corralling a crew to hijack New Chesire’s cargo ships, all to get in with the influential Xanthos family.

“Mister Batson!”

On the freighter next to the wharf, a businessman was bound hand and foot, his neck rigid, his

expression defiant. “You planning to off us?!

“It’s easy to take us out, but you better think about what comes next! Our boss Miss Chesire’s husband

is Mister Kane, the kingpin of Ol‘ Mare without a crown! If you kill us, Mister Kane will come after you,

and your whole Little Knife crew will go down with us!”

Vicenzo, belly bulging, chomped on his cigar and blasted a plume of smoke right in the businessman’s

face.

He knew exactly who that suit was.

A top dog at New Chesire Group, the guy in charge of logistics, Afred Sabine.

“Do you have a death wish threatening me like that, Mr. Sabine?” Vicenzo plucked the cigar from his

lips, standing tall on the dock’s edge.

his

been two with no peep from them. Their goods are still up

market.

get what that

had written them off long ago, never planning to leave the

to

really worth risking

there, his neck rigid, not uttering

crew and staff from the three freighters stood in solidarity–the

the cook, the cleaners, and the ship’s

+18 BONOS

Chesire banner.

they would not turn their backs on New Chesire and Mister

the virtue they held

aren’t you? Won’t admit

cigar clamped back between his lips, gave the employees a chilling

boys, let’s get down

the fish! And the cargo on these ships? It’s going straight

welcome

than 50 of Vicenzo’s goons, each gripping a shiny

ready to pounce on Afred

Just then…

“Vicenzo, Mister Batson.”

young man’s voice cut through the harsh sea

social butterfly, Vicenzo. I’m curious—will your so–called friends be there to save you

frame shuddered, and

Alexander!

them was rocking a laid–back suit with

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