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?”

faint

was the last

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

they decided to snatch someone from

on edge. It was not that she doubted him, it was just that the Ledgers were a force to

they were getting their

Thunder roared.

+15 BONOS

than eight meters long, swooped

meters up, the side door of

dilly-dallying. Quick and clean, that’s how we

peered down at the bustling Ol’ Mare below, then nodded to Hec and

and a

a

“S-Sir…”

step forward, her voice quivering, “Gentlemen, I’m terribly sorry, but Mister Kane from New Chesire Group has booked the

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…

Hec and Hunter, the trio stormed toward the

In that split second…

“Insolence!”

young man before him. He then turned, fixing his gaze on the intruders, and pointed sternly at the fallen doorman, “Apologize to him,

Hec, and Hunter halted, eyeing the bald man with dark skin. Their lips twisted into a menacing grin.

none other than