Chapter 0132

Aaronson was a city by the sea in Tormora, about 150 kilometers away from Ol

Mare. The economic relationship between both cities was very close.

Jerome was in a luxuriously decorated casino. He looked at the man with the short

hair on the real leather couch and said respectfully, “Mister Aares, my father has

agreed to your acquisition requests.”

Mark smirked.

Mark was a famous businessman in Aaronson but also had considerable power in

the underworld of Aaronson. He has a few thousand men below him and two highly

skilled fighters–though costly–from abroad. He was one of the most powerful men

in that area.

As he had started to go clean in his business in the last few years, he had acquired

seven to eight large corporations. His next acquisition target was Chesire Group of Ol

Mare.

“Looks like Neil Chesire isn’t an idiot after all!” Mark lit a cigar. He snickered. “My

requests aren’t that easily agreeable, yet Neil dares to stall. Let me guess. Does he

want something in return?”

“Nothing gets past you, Mister Aares.” Jerome immediately went up and bowed

said that as long as

our family assets, including the New Chesire Group,

slowly narrowed his

about the Chesire

previous Severn Group changed its name

family, Patrick Chesire, was

considered part of the Chesire family

going on in

Ol‘ Mare from Province Town and

of Ol‘ Mare was totally

in this as well. All of these had to do with New Chesire

daughter, Amber, is deemed the most beautiful woman in Ol‘ Mare.”

Am 1, Jerome?”

“Mister Aares, you don’t have to kill her if you’re keen on her. You can kill the rest of her family. Most importantly, you have to kill Alexander Kane. You

Mark snickered.

retired veteran who was on a ship for two

challenging about taking

had acquired Chesire Group and New Chesire Group, he would be able to have a standing in Ol‘ Mare. His other businesses would soon be able to open in

Mare!

then.” Mark thumped his chest. His gaze gleamed murderously. “Chesire Group and New Chesire Group will be mine. I’ll help

of Ol‘ Mare!”

chuckled. “Might I ask when you will be taking

asked tentatively.

fished his phone out and sent a few messages.

menacingly. “Now.”

For the past few days, Patrick had been resting at home, and his limp was almost entirely gone. As for

its operations

in the industrial park was also completed and put

in the city to deal with

scheduling.

manager’s office and said frantically to the factory manager, Leslie Rowe, ” Mister Rowe! There are people outside trying to cause a scene! They want to

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