Chapter 338

As Alexander’s words echoed, a momentary silence fell in front of the experience center. It was so silent that one could hear the

drop of a pin.

The onlookers and consumers, previously in the dark, and the staff of the experience center, fixed their gazes upon the dark—

faced man.

‘His name is Zachary Gander? His wife is Hannah Cox? Is it really true? Moreover, isn’t this Mister Kane, the head of the New

Chesire Group’s security department? How did he find out? Could it be just baseless talk?

“Y—You're talking nonsense!” Zachary’s complexion changed rapidly, turning pale. He roared, “Even if what you're saying is true,

so what? It doesn’t change the fact in front of us! My wife’s face was ruined by your products, and I see you have no intention of

compensating!”

In the crowd, those several hooligans with sharp mouths and squirrel-like cheeks exchanged glances and quickly chimed in.

“That’s right! Everyone, don’t be fooled by this guy. We want compensation! We want a refund!”

Alexander surveyed the crowd, observing the skeptical expressions on the consumers’ faces. Then, he smiled slightly.

Deception? Was that even necessary? The information gathered by the Temple of War's investigation would not have the

slightest mistake. To resolve this incident, all he needed to do was expose the mastermind behind it.

“Luca.” He slowly extended his hand, pointing at the group of hooligans in the crowd, then gestured toward Zachary and his

henchmen. He said softly, “Let them stay here. I want to give the consumers the truth.”

Luca pounced forward in a single swift step, knocking down the four hooligans and Zachary and his associates. He lifted his foot,

pressing down on Zachary’s head, and shouted, “Behave!”

“Look, everyone!” Restrained on the ground, Zachary struggled frantically, shouting to the other customers, Not only do they

refuse to compensate, but they also use their martial skills to bully us consumers! Report them to the Criminal Investigation

Department! They must be brought to justice!”

“We're all victims! Help us!”

In front of the experience center, thousands of consumers, stimulated by this scene, shouted in unison.

“New Chesire Group is bullying people with its power! Is there no justice left?!”

“Amber Chesire! Aren’t you the general manager of the New Chesire Group? Give us an explanation!”

“Sunhaven is not Ol‘ Mare! New Chesire Group doesn’t have authority here!”

Amber’s lips pressed into a tight line as she turned to look at Alexander pleadingly. “Alexander, you...”

“Trust me.” Alexander surveyed the entire venue, slowly pressing his hands down as he addressed the consumers in a soft

voice, “There is only one truth. The evildoers won't escape justice, and the righteous

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“It won't take long, at most half an hour. I will bring the mastermind before all of you!” After speaking, he raised

his hand toward George behind him. “George, let’s go!”

The Sacco family’s secondary residence in Sunhaven was nestled against the mountains and water, lush

trees to the west, meticulously crafted artificial waterfalls to the east, and behind it, relying on the ‘Green Peak

Mountain‘ of Sunhaven.

In front was an extremely spacious square made of antique—looking blue bricks, presenting a grand

atmosphere.

“Kent.” The old man of the Sacco family stood with hands behind his back, wearing a deep blue suit. His eyes seemed to

shimmer with a substantive warmth. “I wanted you to practice martial arts since childhood, but you refused and insisted on

engaging in business.

“Those trivial matters could be handled by subordinates. Now, with the uproar online accusing you of tax evasion and breaking

the law...

“Kent, you are the only male heir of the Sacco family. The future of the Sacco family is in your hands. Stay honestly at the old

residence and practice martial arts, understand?”

Kent half—knelt on the floor, with Waldo kneeling behind him. He lowered his head slightly in front of Old Mister Sacco, his face

filled with madness. “Grandpa, unless we destroy New Chesire Group, I won't rest in peace!

“I've already instructed Waldo to cut off the New Chesire Group's foundation. Those customers are fools! A little manipulation will

make them fall for it. When the time comes...”

Old Mister Sacco shook his head slowly. For families like theirs, the visible industries were just a cover. Success or failure in the

short term did not matter to them. As for that New Chesire Group...

“Since you want to annihilate them, I will help you once. Now, you can rest assured and stay here.”

Old Mister Sacco’s face remained composed as he raised his hand gently. “Mister Quinn, Mister Quaid.”

Two elderly figures, one looking fat and the other thin as a rail, appeared in the courtyard as if out of nowhere like two elusive

ghosts silently appearing at the center of the residence.

“The top of New Chesire Group are Patrick Chesire, Amber Chesire, and their son—in—law...Alexander Kane, yes?

Old Mister Sacco straightened his posture, like a deity, pronouncing the death sentence for New Chesire Group. “You two,

accompany Kent and go. Kill these three, then return and report back promptly. Don’t delay.”

“Yes!” Mister Quinn and Mister Quaid bowed slightly and walked to Kent. They chuckled.

“Mister Kent, as long as we make a move-”

About 60 or 70 meters away, at the entrance of the Sacco family’s courtyard, a sudden voice of a young man echoed over the

grand estate.

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“Say your last words. I’ll give you three minutes to hand over Kent. Otherwise, the Sacco family will be annihilated today!”