Chapter 105

Chapter 0105

Brothers?

Before Harry could say anything, Alexander, still choking Harry, turned to look at Patrick. “Dad, if you let him go, he'll come back

and hurt you someday! You treat him as a brother, but he’d rather you dead! What's the use of having a brother like him?”

Alexander squeezed harder, and the red-faced Harry’s throat cracked due to the force.

His neck was about to break!

“Alex, y-you... I beg you!”

Amber and Susanne helped Patrick up. He limped over and looked at Harry. “Harry, it seems like whatever I say now is pointless.

We're no longer brothers from today onward,” he declared, albeit sounding tortured as he did. “We'll each go our separate

ways.”

Patrick turned to look at Alexander and pleaded, “Alex, I beg you this once. Let him

go.”

Alexander narrowed his eyes. Regardless, he grabbed Harry by the neck and threw

him out of the living room. “I'll have mercy on your worthless life on behalf of my

father-in-law today, Harry Chesire. If you dare cause any more trouble, I'll make sure

you know that there are things far worse than death.”

When Alexander swung his fist to the wall on his right, the wall instantly cracked

into pieces. Pieces of metal beams and concrete flew everywhere. The entire

building even trembled at his power.

“Okay... Alright, then.” Harry's eyes twitched as he looked at the huge hole in the

wall. He pushed himself up with one hand and stood up on one leg, though his

vicious expression did not waver. “I'll remember what you said today. Well, Patrick,

I'll admit defeat, seeing as your son-in-law is here to argue your case. Watch your

back.”

Then, he limped over to his men and woke them all up.

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All of his men did not even dare to look at Alexander. They fled the scene

immediately.

“Dad...they’re gone now.”

Amber helped Patrick to the couch in the living room. Susanne went to get the first-

aid kit and some warm water. She helped clean Patrick’s bloody face.

Seeing the bruise on his face, Amber and Susanne could not help but cry.

“Dad...” Alexander hesitated. In the end, he merely shook his head.

His father-in-law, mother-in-law, and wife were all too kind. Alas, such people

would only be oppressed by others. This was a never—changing constant.

Luckily, after this incident, Patrick could finally see the Chesire family’s true colors.

He did not need to feel sorry for them anymore. Alexander would never let the same

situation happen to his family again.

The Chesire family once had a rule over Ol‘ Mare. However, their existence was no longer needed.

At Eastman Club.

Frank and the other moguls of the underworld, all 20 of them, were nodding

respectfully at a middle-aged man in a suit.

That man was Harry’s number one right-hand man, Tony Coglione.

“I heard that Brett Panther was defeated by George Severn.’

Tony was playing with two metal balls in his hands. His eyes gleamed maliciously.”

Brett Panther is quite a big shot in Province Town. He also respects Mister Chesire a

lot. Mister Chesire is here in Ol‘ Mare this time. Other than dealing with family

matters, he’s here to investigate the Brett Panther incident.

“Brett was defeated so badly, yet all of you did nothing. Shouldn’t you all explain

yourselves?”

Explain? Frank and the others looked at each other cautiously.

They were all cautious in Ol‘ Mare. After being defeated by Alexander, they did not

dare to be too cocky anymore.

They planned on waiting until everything settled down to rise once more and properly managed their establishments. No one

expected Harry Chesire to return to Ol’ Mare, let alone get Tony to gather everyone.

Everyone knew what Harry was trying to do. He was trying to gather up all the forces in Ol’ Mare and take them all under his

wing.

“Why are you not saying anything?” Tony scanned them all and said coldly, “Don’t think I don’t know what you all are thinking

about! Before I came here, Mister

Chesire had instructed that either we all work together and, well, amass our wealth

together, or...

Tony chuckled lowly.

Frank and the others broke out in cold sweat when they heard what Tony said.

He had put all options out on the table right away. Either they submit to Harry, or wait for death. There was no third option!

“I'd like to get rich too, but the older I get, the more timid I become.” Frank was silent

for a while before shaking his head. “Mister Coglione, please tell Mister Chesire that Province Town is too complicated for me. I'd

like to not be involved. My brothers and I would like to keep watch over Ol‘ Mare. We don’t want to go anywhere.”

He shrugged and turned to leave.

The other bigwigs looked at Frank’s back with heavy hearts.

Alexander defeated the monk Walter Ezekiel and Tom Senegal the Devil effortlessly.

It was terrifying to hear, naturally.

Harry wanted to avenge Brett Panther, which meant he would have to go up against George Severn

Supporting George Severn, however, was Alexander...

Frank was no fool. He knew that Alexander was not a man to be trifled with.

Tony scanned the crowd once more and sneered. “Frank Harley is terribly short- sighted to have missed out on such a good

opportunity! He doesn’t even know what this collaboration entails! My fellow good men, I’m sure you won't be as foolish as him,

right? If you don’t work with Mister Chesire, you're just showing him disrespect! You'll have to think about the consequences!”

The other bigwigs looked at each other and saw the helplessness on each other’s

faces.

Tony was threatening them.

If they chose to work with Harry, they would no longer be bigwigs of Ol‘ Mare. They would have to obey Harry, and even Tony. If

they refused, Harry’s manic revenge

would await them.

They might get their throats slit one day out in public, or even in their beds at night.

They might not live to see another day.

The Province Town underworld’s tactics would only be much crueler than what

they expected.

They were all powerful beings in Ol‘ Mare, yet when a huge storm came, they could

not stand alone. They had to work together to weather the storm. Being alone would

surely get them killed.

Of course, the forces of Province Town were the storm.

“Are you all still hesitating?” Tony poured himself a glass of wine and swirled it

gently in his hand. He smirked. “I'll be frank. The huge piece of pie that is Province

Town has been more or less taken up. What comes next is the surrounding cities.

Other than submitting to Mister Chesire, do you think you have any other choices?

Hahaha.”

The bigwigs stiffened. They were instantly in despair.

OF Mare, which was close to Province Town, did not develop as well as Province Town. On the contrary, its resources were

constantly suctioned off by Province

Town. The disparity in economic status was huge too.

Once the forces of Province Town started bleeding over to Ol‘ Mare, they would not

be able to defend themselves.

“Ol Mare...can’t escape its fate in the end.” One of the bigwigs, Dan O’Ryan, took a deep breath. He glanced at the other men

before eventually saying through gritted

teeth, “I'll join.”

He was depleted of his energy and slumped to the chair in utter regret.

If only he had left with Frank. By minimizing his powers, he could perhaps ensure

his own safety.

At that moment, being threatened by Tony, he was stuck in conflict. If anything were to happen, he and his family would be

goners.

“Pil join.”

“We'll listen to Mister Chesire!”

TIl join...”

The men forcibly smiled and toasted, “Here’s to a successful collaboration and

hoping that Mister Chesire will succeed in unifying Ol’ Mare!”

Tony laughed arrogantly. “You’re a smart group.”

He picked up his glass and downed his wine in one go. He then took his phone out

to have a look.

There was no reaction on his face.

Still, he got up and bade everyone goodbye. “Well, that settles our collaboration. I have other matters to deal with now. We'll see

each other another day.”

He left with his men before anyone could respond.

“Uh...” The bigwigs looked at Tony leaving, before instinctively looking at each other

Why was he in such a hurry to go?

Before he left, he seemed to have glanced at his phone. Did an emergency come up?

There was no smoke without a fire. Something huge was going to happen in Or

Mare.