Chapter 355

Alexander was blissfully unaware of the drama unfolding among the elite families up north. Even if he had a clue, it would not

have lazed him one bit.

By the next morning, the tremors that shook the Zabaleta’s three major families had settled down. Over at Ol‘ Mare, life was

smooth salling, and the New Chesire Group was booming.

“Alex, you're staying in today, right?”

In the grand living room of Baltimore Mansion, Susanne and the malds laid out a breakfast fit for royalty. She could not help but

admire her dashing son-in-law more with each passing day.

“You've been on your own at Zabaleta these past few days, and your dad and I have been worried sick.

“Ever since you moved into the Baltimore villa, Missus Thompson hasn’t had the chance to visit. She’s coming over today with

Carmela and the rest. You and Amber should skip work and just

relax.”

Alexander gave a warm smile and a nod, then turned to Amber. “And you, Amber?” he said gently.

Amber’s brows knitted together slightly, but she kept her thoughts to herself.

The ‘Crystal Elegance Skin‘ skincare line was hitting the shelves everywhere, and the whole team. was swamped.

She did not want to let a family visit disrupt the group’s momentum, especially not for her aunt’s family, who were a handful, to

say the least.

“Amber.”

Susanne caught the look on her daughter's face and knew all too well her feelings about her aunt’s family. With a resigned

chuckle, she coaxed, “Your aunt is my sister, and it's fine if you’re

not their biggest fan. But Coral is coming too, and it’s been ages since you two caught up!”

Coral?

That spunky little cousin she grew up with, Coral. When Donovan kicked her to the curb, Coral was there for her, slipping help on

the sly more times than she could count. Coral had been closer to

her than a sister ever could be.

“I guess I'm calling off work today.”

Amber stopped there, shared a knowing look with Alexander, and quietly continued her breakfast,

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At about 9 a.m., a sleek white MPV GS$ rolled up to the base of Baltimore Mansion.

“Hold up, please.”

At the entrance, two Chesire family bodyguards emerged from the security booth and approached the car. After a glance at the

license plate, they asked with courtesy. “This is private property. Do you have an appointment?”

Carmela’s face soured instantly.

She was Susanne’s sister, Amber’s aunt, for crying out loud. Since when did families need an invite to drop by?

Thinking that place was some kind of royal palace? Those gatekeepers really had some nerve!

“Listen up, move it or lose it!”

Carmela’s son Cirroc was behind the wheel, with her husband Gavin and Missus Thompson in the

back.

Carmela was indignant, bossing the bodyguards around. “You block my way, and I’ll have you out

on your ears before the day’s out!”

The bodyguards’ brow furrowed in an instant.

They were the

They were the cream of the crop from New Chesire Group’s Security, chosen by George and Ray to safeguard Baltimore

Mansion. Even the venerable Ol‘ Mare mayor had to show an appointment

letter to get in.

In that world, rules reigned supreme.

No one could bend Alexander’s ironclad rules—not unless they were six feet under.

“Ma'am, I must remind you again, please show your invitation.”

The two bodyguards stood like statues before the car, their tone firm. “Invitation or bust, no

exceptions. No one gets through without it.”

What the-?!

Carmela, fuming in the passenger seat, flung the door open and stormed out, hand on hip, finger

jabbing at the bodyguards‘ noses, she barked, “Scram, you mutts!”

“Get Amber out here, now! Doesn’t she know to welcome her kin? Has she forgotten her elders?

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Muttering curses, she spat on the ground with disdain. “And in case you’ve forgotten, I’m Amber’s

very own aunt!”