Chapter 301

Chapter 0301

Outside Sunlight Club, a ridiculous spectacle was taking place.

Hovering about 50 meters up was a private chopper, perfectly still in the sky. A Ledger family bodyguard stood at the open cabin

door, eyes nearly popping out as he watched Andrew and Hec Hunter rolling around below.” Andrew? And the two Envoys? What

in the world happened to you guys?”

Andrew, Hec, and Hunter were fighting back tears. Without a peep from Alexander, they did not dare to even try

standing up.

“What's going on with them, rolling around on the ground like that?”

“Hey, ain’t that Mister Kane from New Chesire Group? Those three are making a scene on the ground. Did they

cross Mister Kane or something?”

“Check it out, everyone! There’s a chopper up there! And look at the side, it’s got ‘Zabaleta Ledger family‘

written all over it...”

On the side of the road, cars kept pulling over to watch the commotion, and shoppers paused, staring in

disbelief.

*The Ledgers here in Ol' Mare?” one whispered, eyes wide. “I heard they’re big shots. What brings them to our

neck of the woods?”

“Big shots or not, they can’t just throw their weight around here,” another scoffed. “A helicopter? Big deal. We've seen fighter jets

in Ol Mare before!”

The crowd's biting comments stung like knives. Andrew, Hec, and Hunter’s cheeks flamed with shame.

They had been chased halfway down the street, skidding across an intersection before finally disappearing from sight. Only then

did they pick themselves up, let the helicopter drop a ladder, and climb aboard, teeth

clenched in anger.

“Alexander...” Andrew muttered, nursing his injured hand inside the chopper as he glared at the Sunlight Club below. “We'll

report back to Mister Marcus Ledger in Zabaleta. This Alexander, whoever he is, is going to pay

dearly.”

Two hours later, at the Ledger family’s mansion, Marcus was livid. He hurled priceless antiques across the

room, shattering them against the walls

“Incompetent fools!” he bellowed. “You've dragged the Ledger name through the mud by making a spectacle

on the streets of Ol‘ Mare!”

“Fighter community’s Grandmaster, raking in over a hundred fifty million a year... The Ledgers pay you a fortune, and this is your

best? What good are you to us if you can’t even handle a B-list star?!”

Andrew, Hec, and Hunter knelt on the floor humiliated.

+15 BONOS

They had pushed themselves to the limit, but Alexander was a nightmare they had not anticipated. It made sense then why

Wanda had bolted to Ol‘ Mare, a place even the devil would think twice before entering.

“Mister Marcus Ledger.”

Andrew’s head was low, eyes burning with a fierce resolve. He suddenly looked up, his words biting. “The underground in Ol

Mare is a fortress, and Alexander... His power is off the charts!”

Marcus’ brow furrowed deeply as he stared down at Andrew, “Enough babbling, what's your point?”

Andrew quickly averted his gaze, his tone venomous, “Sir, you let Kelvin off easy before, not wanting to stoop to his level.

However, he’s Wanda’s agent. Close to her, very close.

“If we use him as bait...”

He did not get to finish. Marcus‘ eyes sparked with interest, and he bellowed, “Bring me Kelvin, now!”

In a flash, two Ledger bodyguards appeared, dragging a tightly bound Kelvin into the living room.

“Mister Marcus Ledger!”

Kelvin had been trapped in the Ledger family’s basement for over 24 hours. When he caught sight of Marcus. hope flickered in

his eyes, and he begged, “You're a man of great understanding, please don’t judge us small- timers by your standards.

“I admit, I messed up with Wanda. I should’ve kept a better eye on her. I’m begging you, Mister Marcus Ledger! Have mercy on

me, and let Wanda off the hook, too...”

With a swift kick, Marcus sent Kelvin tumbling across the floor, laughing cruelly. “You're knocking on death’s door, and you still

want to beg for that little traitor Wanda? You're a loyal agent, I’ll give you that. Why didn’t I notice that before?!”

Knocking on death’s door?

Ashiver ran through Kelvin’s bound body, and he struggled to rise, his face drained of color. “Mister Marcus Ledger, I swear I had

no clue about Wanda running off. I've got no beef with you, and I’m hoping you can look

the other way, I...”

The sound of a harsh slap echoed as Kelvin’s cheek stung from the impact.

“Clueless? Please!”

Marcus shook his aching hand and spat on Kelvin’s face with contempt. “You think I’m an idiot? Wanda couldn’t have made it to

Ol Mare without your help. I’m done wasting words on you. Clean her up and bring her to me by tomorrow night, or get ready to

pick up your parents‘ bodies.”