Chapter 292

Chapter 0292

Maurice and Eve were fired.

They were beaten up by the security guards before scrambling off, sobbing loudly.

“You all as well!” Henry turned to look at the remaining saleswomen furiously. “Playing with your phones during work? You didn’t

welcome the customers at all. The purchasing contract had been signed. Didn't you all see Mister Kane and Miss Chesire’s

names? Are you all blind?”

The saleswomen were trembling. Tears streamed down their faces. They had indeed seen Alexander and Amber’s names when

they were signing the contract. However, they were lowly folk. They had no idea who Alexander and Amber were.

“Although they were terrible, they didn’t offend us.” Amber could not bear to be too cruel. She said gently, “Deal with them

according to the company’s rules. Don’t make things any more difficult for them. I’ve also once worked low-level jobs before.

Mister Compton, you can let it go.”

Henry's anger finally dissipated. He bowed at Amber before turning and harrumphing at them. “I'll dock your pay as a fine. If this

happens again, you'll be fired immediately!”

The saleswomen were relieved. They bowed at Amber gratefully. “Thank you, Miss Chesire! We won’t make the same mistake

again! We promise!”

Amber merely hummed and held Alexander’s hand.

She thought back about being bullied by Neil’s family, Herbert, and Zoe. Her life was bleak back then. At that moment, one word

from her could decide the fates of these sales staff. All these were given to her by Alexander.

Who could ask for a better man?

“Miss Chesire, Mister Alexander.” After dealing with the staff, Henry finally thought about business. He bowed at them guiltily. “I

blame myself for today’s incident. Please don’t take it to heart. Our Baltimore Mansions...”

Alexander smiled. He only nodded at George next to Henry and said nothing. He took Amber’s hand and left the sales center.

“Uh...” Henry looked at them leaving before turning to look at George. He said ingratiatingly, “Mister Severn, I...

George passed him a card and sneered. “You can’t even see what Boss and Miss Chesire are trying to say, yet you call yourself

a big boss! They'll take all six mansions. Get the papers sorted out now!”

The delighted Henry immediately got another saleswoman to process the purchase. He boldly returned to George and asked,

“Mister Severn, do you always call Mister Kane ‘boss’ or ‘sir’? Is he as scary as some of the people say?”

George looked at the red Porsche leaving the sales center with respect gleaming in his eyes. When the red Porsche vanished,

he turned and slowly said, “He is the king of Ol’ Mare!”

+15 BONOS

‘The king of Ol’ Mare’ was not an exaggeration. It was an unquestionable fact.

In two short months, the underworld of Ol’ Mare had been subdued. Although there might still be a few stray thugs in

Woolpackton, it did no harm. Rectewald Mall operated as usual,

On the surface, a professional manager was managing it, but only a few underworld bosses knew that it was already one of New

Chesire Group’s businesses, belonging to Alexander Kane.

New Chesire Group was, without a doubt, the heart of Ol’ Mare.

“OP Mare, Ol’ Mare...” At that moment, in Zabaleta, a city 600 kilometers from Ol’ Mare.

Agold-rimmed bespectacled middle-aged man was in a five-star hotel presidential suite, muttering to himself. He looked

extremely conflicted.

Suddenly, glass shattered next door. A man yelled, “Ugh! Do you have a death wish on your hand, Wanda Briers!? How dare you

resist!”

The young girl called Wanda Briers looked disheveled. She looked like a frightened bunny. She was holding a broken glass in

her hand, looking at the thin man in front of her. She trembled in fear.

She was a rather famous celebrity in Zabaleta, and even in the country. The lewd topless man in front of her was the third heir of

the Ledger family, Marcus Ledger.

“Mister Ledger, I'm sorry, but d-don’t force yourself on me!” Wanda retreated with the glass shard in her hand.

She sobbed and begged, “If you want me to sleep with you, give me some time. I-I’ll return to my room to take a shower. At the

latest tomorrow morning, I'll give you a satisfactory answer!”

Marcus had already taken off his pants. He was only in leopard-print underwear. He looked at Wanda intently as if eyeing his

prey.

He snickered. “You want to buy time? I'll let you have it! You’re nothing but a small actor, yet you still think of escaping my grasp?

By tomorrow, if you dare to resist, I'll cut you off all your resources with one word. I'll make sure you disappear from the

entertainment industry!”

Wanda sobbed. She grabbed the shard and ran out of the door. She did not even care about her high heels anymore. She

rushed into the room next door to the presidential suite and cried out at the bespectacled man. “Kelvin! I beg you! Help me!”