His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0649 At 6 p.m. that evening, they were at the Grand Coconut Breeze Hotel.

The place was the go-to spot set up by Spring Sunshine Travel Agency, where most tourists from abroad found themselves bedding down.

With Coconut Wind Island's development being a mere two months young, the hotel was a rush job, barely scraping a three-star rating.

"Time for some well-deserved rest and recreation!" Up in the penthouse suite, courtesy of Wasyl's arrangements, Coral flopped onto the plush king-sized bed, rolling around with glee before dashing to the panoramic window to take in the view, a blissful grin on her face. "Had I known Wasyl was in our corner, I wouldn't have shelled out a dime! "I dropped a hefty three thousand dollars on this group tour. You owe me a refund, cuz!" Amber and Alexander lounged on the plush living room sofa, exchanging amused glances as they watched Coral's playful silhouette dance across the room.

Their little cousin was a gem, though her approach to handling tasks was a bit hit-or-miss. With the resources of the New Chesire Group at their disposal, they could have reached out to any travel agency, yet they ended up with Wasyl of all people. However, as luck would have it, Wasyl's proactive updates gave them an unexpectedly clear picture

of the goings-on at Coconut Wind Island.

Ding-dong! The chime echoed through the suite as the sturdy wooden door was rung. A cheerful female voice floated in. "Mister Kane, Miss Chesire, Miss Braine, good day to you all! Mister Ramsey's lavish meal for you has arrived. Please, open the door to accept it." A feast? Wasyl sure knew how to make a good impression.

"On my way!" Coral, her face alight with excitement, skipped toward the door, eager to greet the delivery.

However...

He gently ushered her back and took hold of the doorknob, murmuring, "Let me get that." With a gentle twist of his hand, the

reveal a young, attractive waitress standing there with a respectful demeanor, pushing a

nothing out of

off the dish, unveiling a gleaming silver platter crowned with a perfectly roasted chicken. He locked eyes with the waitress and said with a sly smile, "A good meal delights the senses with its

you give it a try?" The waitress's face flickered with unease, but she quickly masked it with an apologetic look. "I'm terribly sorry, but our hotel has strict policies against staff sampling the

is it that you're afraid?" Alexander blocked the doorway, his smile teasing as he

an ordinary waitress. Am I onto something?" He could not be wrong. Even with carpeted hallways, an average person's steps would still make a thud. Yet that waitress, pushing her cart, moved with a

a martial arts titan could not just be

waitress'

Kane, I'm not sure what you mean. I've delivered your dinner, and it's time for me to clock out." With those words, she released the cart

regards." Alexander's gaze followed the retreating figure of the waitress as he murmured, "If you're bold enough to want payback, then have

and this isn't a capital

up from here on out." With those words, he gave a slight squeeze of his