Chapter 207

Anything else to say?

There was nothing left to say.

Bram crouched next to Quon’s corpse, his face alternating between shades of pale and green as he was at a loss for words.

The scandal had erupted, and the Yablon family’s rock dropped dead out of the blue. If there were a hole to crawl into, he would

dive in without a second thought. The shame was too much to bear.

“Gael you scum!”

Next to Bram, his daughter, Gael’s wife, Nery, stood in shock for a few seconds before she snapped. She lunged at Gael like a

woman possessed, shoving past a swarm of guards. Her nails raked across Gael’s battered face as she shrieked, “You dare to

fool around and drag our family through the mud?!

“You're the death of Mister Lacombe. You've killed him with your own stupidity! Our family’s pillar is gone, and now you're going

to be the death of my father and me!

“TIL kill you! I swear I'll kill you!”

Her fingers dug into Gael’s throat, squeezing with all the fury of a woman wronged.

“Please, don’t... Don’t kill me...”

Gael’s body was limp as blood bubbled from his lips. Tears poured down as he gasped, “I’m wrong! I know I’m wrong! Mister

Kane, I’m less than human- I’m a monster! Please have mercy! Spare me!”

Mercy?

Alexander’s face was a mask of indifference as his eyes stoically swept over Gael and the desperate Hagen beside him. Ina

calm voice, he said. “I recall you once wanted me to grovel at your feet. Do you still wish for

that?”

Both Gael and Hagen were struck with fear, especially Hagen. After all, he was se sure Alexander had

forgotten about it.

It hit him like a ton of bricks. He had said those words before, not realizing the kind of man Alexander was,

thinking he could mock him with such a challenge!

“Mister Kane, I'll do it, I'll crawl!”

Gael was gasping for air with Nery’s grip tight around his throat. Not a peep could escape him.

Hagen sprawled on the floor and pleaded with Alexander, “Mister Kane, Just tell me how to do it, and I'll crawl

right under your pants!”

Crawl under his pants?

“You don’t deserve to.” Alexander, with Amber’s small hand in his, spoke evenly, “I never want to see Gael and

That one line decided Gael and Hagen’s doom.

From that moment on, they might as well have vanished from the earth, for no one would lay eyes on them

again.

That was what happened when someone crossed Alexander-or rather, crossed Amber.

“No!”

Gael and Hagen were scared out of their wits, suddenly finding the strength to shriek and howl “Mister Kane,

please have mercy, spare us! Father-in-law, my dear Nery, beg for me! Beg...”

Thump! Thump!

Aswarm of security guards converged, whipping out their batons to brutally knock the two men unconscious. then dragged them

by the ankles down the hallway, leaving behind a gruesome smear of blood.

Left behind were only Nery, collapsed and wailing on the floor, and Bram, frozen like a statue next to Quon’s

corpse, too stunned to utter a sound.

“And as for the rest of you...”

Alexander’s eyes swept over the room, settling on Nery and Bram with a calm that was almost eerie. “Your wanted to kill me just

now, didn’t you? Too bad, you can’t.

“What's even more of a pity is that the Yablon family’s fate is sealed. I couldn’t care less about your lives. The Yablon Pharma

Group, however, still has some value to me. You know what needs to be done.”

Bram staggered, a ghastly smile creeping across his face as despair filled his eyes.

He knew exactly what needed to be done.

The Yablon Pharma Group was no longer under the Yablon family’s control as of this moment. It was already a part of New

Chesire Group’s empire, Amber’s empire.

New Chesire Group was making its move into Province Town.

With Drake’s guidance, Bram dutifully signed over the company, then departed with Quon’s lifeless body and Nery, whose face

was etched with defeat.

Amber’s former classmates were beside themselves with fear, none daring to linger, all hastily excusing

themselves.

The night’s events at Rectewald Mall were beyond their league, the kind of news that would send shockwaves through

Woolpackton and beyond, throughout Tormora.

New Chesire Group’s expansion plans were bound to rattle some cages.

“Mister Kane.”

After wrapping up their business, Drake nodded respectfully at Alexander, though he looked visibly worried. Taking on the Yablon

family could spell trouble down the line, especially with the powerhouse backing them...”

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Alexander just chuckled and shook his head, clearly unfazed by the threat of any so-called bigwig.

“Mister Hardy.”

Amber bit her lip before speaking up in a soft voice, “Are you and Alex...friends? I’m hoping for your support when New Chesire

Group makes its move into Woolpackton. And, well, there’s also my cousin to consider.”

Her cousin, the one and only Coral Braine.

It was just the other day that she and Alexander escorted Coral to Woolpackton, where she had started an internship at a global

company. If anything could make Amber anxious aside from her business ventures, it was her free-spirited little cousin.

“You're worried about Coral?” Alexander’s smile was gentle and reassuring.

That girl could be a real challenge, but she was also sharp. She had picked a boyfriend, Yaser, who was a stand-up guy. Coral

had an eye for quality, it seemed.

“Nothing to worry about New Chesire Group and your cousin, Miss Chesire.”

Drake was no fool. Catching the concern on Amber’s lovely face, he gestured decisively, “Wilhelm, see to it that Miss Chesire’s

cousin gets the VIP treatment.”

Wilhelm, whose face was a permanent mask of stoicism, grunted in acknowledgment. He whipped out his phone and fired off a

flurry of texts.

In under three minutes...

“Mister Hardy.”

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As Wilhelm glanced at the fresh alert on his phone, a shadow of concern flickered across his face. “Miss Chesire’s cousin, Coral,

didn’t stay put in Woolpackton. She’s headed to...Walganus Capital!”