His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0220

“Nothing happened.”

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Alexander shook his head slowly, then spoke earnestly, “I made that jerk Trevor Aarison, your boss, suffer for

his actions. But remember: You mustn’t continue to be wilful in the future!”

Coral’s sheepish expression eased off, and she bit her lip. “Alexander, when you say being wilful, do you

mean…”

“In any aspect!” Alexander’s face turned stern, and he emphasized, “Coral, do you know how worried Amber

was when you went to Walganus Capital for an internship without telling anyone?”

Coral shrunk into her cup, and a layer of mist slowly appeared in her big eyes.

‘Alexander, am I just a selfish child in your eyes?’

“Enough.” Alexander’s tone softened slightly after his stern warning. “Now, come back with me to Ol’ Mare. Let Amber arrange an internship position for you within the group, at least to ensure your safety.”

Having said that, he immediately turned and walked toward the door of the guest room.

Ol’ Mare.

Province Town. With Mister Hardy publicly expressing support, all underground forces in

you’re saying

behind her desk, looking at the production manager and the old white-haired expert in front of her. She frowned slightly as she said, “Are we short of raw

production manager shook his head with a

supply of raw materials would be more than sufficient. However, with the group’s development being too rapid, workers and production workshops were easy to solve,

“The most important raw material for our group’s Life One is

establish our own medicinal herb base. Sustainable development can only be

a moment and nodded slowly. “Professor Chase, as per

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Tigerbite Grass herb was rather demanding, and there was no suitable location throughout Tormora. Professor Chase took out a prepared plan and

not only marked several domestic regions suitable for growing Tigerbite Herb but also detailed

map on the plan, and her

manager nodded and turned to

“Amber.”

entrance, nodding to

has returned, and she didn’t

lit up with joy, standing up and quickly

red, letting Amber pull her hand without saying a

smiling as he took a step forward. “What did Mister Thomson and Professor Chase

desk to Alexander, explaining the matter of building the medicinal herb production base. Then, she frowned slightly. “I’m not very familiar with the situation there.

hesitate at all.

over 800 kilometers away from Ol’ Mare, in Yarrowfell Province’s Larkspur

zone, a vast area

sporting a hefty gold chain with a cigar dangling from his mouth. He sat in the back seat of a