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

Aares, my father said that as long as you get rid of Patrick Chesire

the

slowly narrowed

the Chesire family

its name to become New Chesire Group.

of the Chesire family, Patrick Chesire, was the chairman. Nominally,

part of

weird things have been going on in Ol‘ Mare

Province Town

Ol‘ Mare was totally gone. The Hudson family seemed to be

well. All of these

Amber, is deemed the most beautiful woman in Ol‘ Mare.” Mark put his cigar down and smirked lewdly. I’m

Am 1, Jerome?”

immediately nodded. “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

Mark snickered.

just a retired veteran who was on a ship for two years.

about taking his

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

Mare!

gaze gleamed murderously. “Chesire Group and New Chesire Group will be mine. I’ll help you get rid of Patrick Chesire

of Ol‘ Mare!”

chuckled. “Might I ask when you will be taking action,

asked tentatively.

phone out and sent a

menacingly. “Now.”

few days, Patrick had been resting at home, and his limp was almost entirely

operations went smoothly.

work. The new factory in the industrial park

meanwhile, stayed in the offices in the city to deal with

scheduling.

the factory manager, Leslie

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