Chapter 190
His Lordship Alexander Kane
Wish fulfilled?
With a face pink due to the alcohol, Yaser chuckled at Alexander, thinking he was just joking. âStop teasing
me, Alex! I know you care a lot about Coral. Donât worry. Even if my family doesnât open up the market in South
Yarica, we'll still have profit from business in the country. I promise Coral won't suffer at all.â
Alexander merely smiled.
Three minutes later, Alexanderâs phone buzzed. It was a long-distance phone call.
âI'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Your Lordship.â A rather hoarse voice rang out. âMy translator wasnât with
me, so it took some time to read your message. I understand what you mean. Is one billion enough? If it isnât,
we'll let all the dozen countries of armies in South Yarica have the same uniform.â
One billion?
Alexander covered his phone and smiled at Yaser. âYaser, how big is your familyâs business? Is one hundred and fifty million
worth of business enough?â
Yaser almost spat his drink out as he stared at Alexander in bewilderment.
His familyâs factory production value was not that much. An order of 150 million dollars would take at least 5
years to complete!
âAre you joking, Alex?â Yaser roughly told him about his familyâs situation. He stuttered, âO...One hundred and fifty million? Are
you for real?â
Alexander gently waved, asking Yaser to be quiet. Then, he said with a smile on his phone, âRandy, one
hundred and fifty million it is. Sign a five-year contract. Do it tonight. I'll wait for your news.â
Then, he hung up.
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âA-Alex, did you just...â Yaser looked at Alexander and finally came to his senses. âAre you really going to give my family orders
worth one hundred and fifty million dollars?â he asked shakily âWho is Randy?â
âI landed him in prison once because he was asking for it,â answered Alexander casually with a smile. âDonât
worry. Just wait for the news. Randy works fast. Your phone will ring soon!â
There stood a three-story mansion in the city more than a thousand kilometers away from Olâ Mare.
The rapid ringing of a phone woke a middle-aged man in alarm.
âAn international call?â The middle-aged man rubbed his eyes and furrowed his brow. He pondered for a while before picking his
phone up.
âGood evening, Mister Gabrick,â a melodious young ladyâs voice rang out. âWe're from the LââAmour Group in South Yarica. Iâm
the companyâs official interpreter. Upon the friend of your sonâs invitation, weâre here to establish a partnership with you. In five
years, we'll purchase one hundred and fifty million dollars worth of
After exchanging some pleasantries, she hung up.
âSouth Yarica? LâAmour Group?â
The middle-aged man was Harrison Gabrick, owner of Gabrickâs Garment Trading. The call left him bewildered.
He sat on the bed in a daze for a long time. He switched on his laptop and searched around for a few minutes. Upon finding what
he needed, his eyes lit up.
L'Amour Group was the biggest group in South Yarica. They were extremely powerful. They would never work with any ordinary
company. They were the leading group among all the countries in South Yarica.
âWait a second!â Harrison was stunned. What did the interpreter say on the phone a moment ago?
His son? Yaser?
âYaser!â Harrison dialed Yaserâs phone. âWhat the hell are you doing? A lady just called me through a long- distance call and said
sheâs from L'Amour Group in South Yarica. They said they want to partner with us. They
said it was your friendâs doing! Is this a prank from your weird girlfriend or something?â
Back in Neon Midnight...
Yaser was stunned for quite a while. He grabbed his phone tightly and said excitedly, âDad, are you for real?
L'Amour Group wants to work with us?â
âWhat? You didnât know?â Harrison was even more suspicious. âAn interpreter representing the company told me about this.
They said that your friend told them to do it. A one-hundred-and-fifty-million-dollar order. I was just thinking about it. One hundred
and fifty million dollars... This is exactly the limit our factory could churn out in a year. This is too much of a coincidence!
âOnly both of us know about our factoryâs production limits. Even your mother and your brother donât know about it. Forget about
this! This is a prank! You should stay out of it!â
He was about to hang up when Yaser yelled, âDad, hold up!â
Yaser looked at the smiling Alexander. His heart was pounding wildly, his face flushed with excitement. âDad, I just made a new
friend. No, not a friend. Heâs Coralâs cousin-in-law! He just called his friend and said this will be a gift to us. He called his friend
and made it happen! This isnât a prank! This is real!â