His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0299

Once Marcus issued his unwavering order, Andrew’s doubts vanished into thin air.

He was well aware of Marcus’ fearsome reputation.

As the third young master of the Ledger family, he was cherished since childhood. Not only did he have the most elite and professional security team, but he also specifically invited the Hec and Hunter brothers from a renowned martial arts academy in the country to ensure his safety.

Each of them was a Grandmaster in the fighter community, having mastered energy transformation.

Their prowess was unmatched. In the face of their might, Ol’ Mare was a mere speck, and even the entirety of Tormora would struggle to find their equal.

“Mister Marcus Ledger, have no worries. The Grandmasters and I will depart at once. We’ll get Wanda before you know it!”

Overjoyed, Andrew bowed deeply to Marcus before stepping out of the lounge. He signaled to two stern- looking men in black waiting in the yard.

They boarded Marcus’ private chopper, setting a course straight for Ol’ Mare.

Meanwhile, at the Sunlight Club in Ol’ Mare.

Wanda tensely reclined on a massage chair.

Her masseuse, a woman in her thirties with a gentle touch, worked on Wanda’s shoulders and whispered, ‘ Miss, you seem preoccupied. Try not to worry so much. Relax a little, your muscles are all knotted up.”

Next to her, Amber was also basking in the skilled hands of her masseuse. She glanced over at Wanda and offered a reassuring smile. “Miss Briers, still feeling anxious?”

a faint smile in

That was the last thing she could

history. They had their fingers in the pies of over thirty major companies at home. Whispers abounded that their fortune

they decided to

not that she doubted him, it was just that

they were getting their

Thunder roared.

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more than eight meters long, swooped

the side

Ledger said no dilly-dallying. Quick

Ol’ Mare below, then nodded to Hec and Hunter.”

a shared smirk and a nod, the

ground like meteors, each landing blasting a crater into the pavement in front

“S-Sir…”

soul managed to step forward, her voice quivering, “Gentlemen, I’m terribly sorry, but

hand shot up. With a swift slap, the doorman crumpled to the floor. Andrew’s voice was ice as he spat out, “Enough talk. I don’t care about Director Kane. Get Wanda out here… No,

at Hec and Hunter, the trio stormed toward

In that split second…

“Insolence!”

the left side of the hall rose leisurely, pouring coffee for the young man before him. He then turned, fixing his gaze on the intruders, and pointed sternly at the fallen doorman,

dark skin.

was none other