Chapter 145

Three days had slipped by since Amber and Olivia were saved from the nightclub.

The branch’s big players had been lying low, and the surrounding areas of Ol’ Mare

followed suit, enjoying an unusual spell of peace.

However, even in the face of unrest, Alexander would not flinch. New Chesire Group

was thriving, and their latest venture, the industrial park, was on track. Everything

was unfolding just as planned.

“Alex, what’s on your mind? Dinner’s ready!”

In the cozy living room of the Chesire family home in Belmont Hills, Susanne had

laid out a feast. She watched with a beaming smile as Patrick played with little

Olivia.

The recent kidnapping of Amber and Olivia gave her a real scare, and the fear lingered. However, with Patrick's leg fully healed

and Alexander having hired elite. bodyguards for Amber and Patrick, she could finally breathe easy. She had gone all

out with tonight’s dinner to celebrate the family’s good fortune.

“Dad.”

With bellies full and hearts content, Alexander, cradling Olivia in his arms, turned to Patrick with a grin. “Your legs are back in

action, so you'll be taking on more at the company. Amber and I are going to step out and pick up a new ride for you.

Patrick’s eyes shimmered with gratitude as he gazed at his daughter and son-in-law.

Once upon a time, he had his gripes about Alexander. At this moment, however, the man could not have made him prouder.

What son-in-law could outshine Alexander

in devotion? He was truly blessed!

Post-dinner, Alexander was all business. He whisked Amber and Olivia off to the

Porsche dealership.

“Mister Kane, Miss Chesire, welcome back!” The red Porsche barely had time to park

before the cheerful saleswoman from their last visit greeted them with a wide grin

“You're here for the car you dropped off for repairs, aren’t you? Mister Kane, you can

relax. The car’s been fixed up, good as new!”

When Alexander was in the market for his second car, he made it clear that the first one was a goner, not worth the hassle of

fixing. However, the dealership knew better than to mess around with a VIP like him. They went by the book, haggling with the

insurance folks until they hammered out a deal to get the Porsche back in tip-top

shape.

“I don’t do cars with a past,” Alexander said, cradling Olivia in his arms. He flashed a frosty smile at the saleswoman. “You've got

a nice way about you. The car’s yours.

I'm in the mood for something fresh off the lot.”

Wait, what?! The saleswoman froze, her excitement nearly bursting into a scream.

A Porsche, one of those fancy limited editions worth a fortune, and Mister Kane was handing her the keys just for being

pleasant? That was beyond generous. It was like winning the lottery without buying a ticket!

“She got the car...”

The other saleswomen at the desk watched, their jaws on the floor, kicking

themselves for their earlier snobbery.

Back when Alexander and Amber first walked in, they snickered behind their backs as they were sure the couple were just tire—

kickers. Then, the tables turned, and the snickers turned to groans of regret. That was what they got for judging a book by its

cover-they missed the boat on a whale of a client.

“Mister Kane, the car’s too much. I can’t possibly...” The saleswoman was genuinely

floored, her voice quivering.

“If I say it’s yours, it’s yours,” Alexander said, Olivia still in his embrace. He gestured dismissively. “Go sort out the paperwork

when you can. I’ve got bigger fish to fry-

I'm here to buy a car.”

The saleswoman’s eyes widened in shock, and it took her a moment to process that Alexander was not pulling her leg. When

realization dawned, she nodded eagerly.”

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Right, a car purchase... Mister Kane, are you looking for the Porsche HBLY-GT again? We've got one ready to go!”

Alexander gave a slow, deliberate shake of his head.

He was on a mission to pick out a car for his father-in-law, Patrick, the big—shot chairman of New Chesire Group. The HBLY—

GT, with its sleek, feminine lines, did not fit the bill for a man of Patrick’s caliber.

“I'm in the market for something more business-like this time around. Something with a bold, sturdy look that doesn’t scream

‘sports car’.” He mulled it over, then flashed a smile. “But let’s not forget that safety and luxury are key. Price isn’t an issue-hit me

with the best you've got.”

The saleswoman had been around the block a few times and knew the inventory

like the back of her hand. After a brief pause, she came back with, “Got it!

“Porsche's latest venture into the executive world, the BL-JAZZ. It’s hot off the press,

a global trial release, decked out with all the top-tier features!”

Amber, who was within earshot, caught the phrase ‘global trial release‘ and her expression flickered with concern. “Top of the

line, huh? Sounds pricey.”

With utmost reverence and a smile that never waned, the saleswoman assured her, ” Miss Chesire, it's such an exclusive

release that the company only made two. Our boss went to great lengths to secure the rights to showcase it, and technically,

we're not even supposed to sell it. However, for VIPs like you and Mister Kane, we're instructed to pull out all the stops.”

She leaned in, dropping the bombshell, “The manufacturer’s tentative price tag? A crisp 1.8 million dollars.”

Another jaw-dropping figure to add to the day's tally.

Amber’s heart skipped a beat, and she could not help but turn a shade paler.

New Chesire Group had been through a rough patch lately. Just as things were starting to look up, they still had a hefty loan from

Ol Mare Bank to pay off. All that, and Alex wanted to splurge on a car?

In those tough times, coughing up more than 1.8 million in one go was just

outrageous!

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After all, those small-time families in Ol‘ Mare barely made that much in a year. Even the more established families would not

dream of spending that much on a car!