Chapter 373
His Lordship Alexander Kane
Chapter 0373
Alexanderâs text was like a thunderclap in a drought-ridden land, instantly detonating the entire Zabaleta.
âMister Lars, hello, hello!â In the Zimler Entertainment office, Kelvin answered the call again, instinctively forcing a smile as he
spoke, âDidnât I have someone deliver the tickets to you? They should have been delivered yesterday... Wait, what?â
Mister Larsâ voice audibly quivered, mixed with a somewhat unnatural attempt to please. âMister Scruggs, I've instructed
someone to return the tickets to you. Please donât take this matter to heart.
âOh, and also, I donât need the tickets anymore, but I'll still pay! A thousand five hundred for each. so that makes ten thousand.
I'll transfer it to you right away!â
Mister Lars quickly hung up the phone.
âUhh...â Kelvin held his phone, staring at the received transfer of 10000 dollars, unable to contain his shock.
Mister Lars did not want the tickets anymore, but instead transferred the money for the tickets.
What was happening? Did the sun rise from the west? This was impossible!
âMister Scruggs!â
Just as Mister Larsâ call ended, another call from a government official came in.
The once-arrogant official of the mayorâs office now sounded incredibly polite. He even sounded tearful. âMister Scruggs, within
half an hour at most, I'll retrieve all the tickets that were sent out. It'll take some time for those relatives and friends who already
received tickets to.bring.them back!
Oh, and about the ticket money... Is eighty thousand dollars enough? I'll transfer it to you now!â
In less than three minutes, the 80000-dollar transfer unsurprisingly landed in Zimler Entertainmentâs corporate account.
In quick succession, many government officials did the same thing....
For over an hour, Kelvinâs phone was almost exploding. Every âimportant figureâ who demanded tickets from him, including the
mayorâs officeâs immediate judge, Wayne Locksong, returned the tickets they wanted, along with the corresponding ticket prices.
Not only did they return the tickets, but they also paid the corresponding ticket prices. Otherwise,
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them again.
An hour later, the final call came through.
âIs this Kelvin Scruggs?â
The voice on the phone was old and deep, exuding a certain authority. Despite the tone being respectful, it sounded rather
amicable. âHello, this is Quill Yeomans.
âWell, I heard that a few of my subordinates caused trouble for your company, so I wanted to apologize to you, Mister Scruggs.
I've already reprimanded them, and such mistakes will not happen again. I hope you can forgive us
âMister Scruggs, why arenât you saying anything? Ah, I understand the serious impact this incident has on your company. I will
make sure to punish them severely once again. Well, I'll hang
up now.â
After finishing his words, the call disconnected.
Kelvin held his phone, unable to suppress the tremors running through his body.
It was not that he could not speak; he simply dared not speak.
That was the mayor of Zabaleta, Quill Yeomans! He was a formidable figure, and yet he... apologized?
This had to be a dream!
âMister Mister Scruggs?â
In the office, a young secretary looked at Kelvin, who was visibly shaken. Her voice could not help but quiver. âWhat happened?
Why would these important figures act this way? Is Miss Briersâ concert not good? Even the mayor himself...â
Kelvin held his phone, his palm uncontrollably shaking violently. The words uttered by Alexander earlier filled his mind.
âI want them to regurgitate what they swallowed, exactly as it went down.â
Meanwhile, in a private villa on the outskirts of Zabaleta...
âIt's finally resolved!â
Wayne was dripping with sweat, his face expressing indescribable relief.
âZimler Entertainment is not simple. Even Mayor Yeomans personally inquired. Was It Kelvin
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âDad?â On the second-floor steps. Wayneâs son, Levi Locksong, wearing expensive brand pajamas, yawned as he walked into
the living room and sat on the sofa, crossing his legs. âI asked you to get me three tickets. Did you manage to get them for me?â
Wayne's expression darkened.
For these three tickets, the mayor was furious, personally issuing the Mayorâs Iron Order. Anyone daring to use their authority for
personal gain, demanding concert tickets from Zimler Entertainment, would be severely punished.
He swallowed his pride, wore a smile, and spent a whopping 30000 dollars three tickets. With that, he finally secured his position
as a judge.
Tickets? More like life-threatening talismans!â
just to return these
âDo you still dare to ask?!â He glared at Levi, gritting his teeth. âDonât think I donât know. You want the tickets to give to those
skanks!
*Read my lips: there are no tickets. If you have the guts, go get them yourself. Donât bother me. with such trivial matters in the
future!â
Levi stood stunned for a while, then swallowed his pride and returned to his room. He changed his clothes and sped off to Zimler
Entertainment's office building in his Ferrari.
Til have Kelvin kneel and hand those three tickets to me!â