His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0645 300 thousand dollars?! Amber froze, her face a mask of bewilderment. It was not that she could not afford it, but the price was just ludicrous.

For New Chesire Group, where she was the big boss, 300 thousand dollars was chump change. Heck, even three million or 30 million would not make her bat an eyelash.

As the head honcho, Amber was no stranger to glitzy events, always decked out in gowns and a dazzling array of accessories. g Necklaces, rings, headpieces, tiaras, bracelets... The stash Susanne had curated for her alone was worth an impressive 15 million.

Moreover, Amber knew her way around jewelry, and she could spota rip-off a mile away.

That necklace? At best, it was worth 1500 bucks, maybe three grand tops in a tourist trap. That vendor had the nerve to jack up the price a hundred times? That was not just highway robbery. It was pure, unadulterated greed! "Come on, you're pulling my leg, right?" Amber scoffed in disbelief.

Amber had not even opened her mouth when Coral, standing next to her, laughed with a mix of disbelief and mockery. "What do you take us for, easy marks ripe for the picking? This kind of necklace? You

could probably scoop up some rocks from a volcano's edge, give them a quick polish, and voila! "And you're talking about three hundred thousand dollars? I'd balk at three thousand!" With that, she turned to Amber, insisting, "Amber, we're not getting duped by this! Take it off and hand it back. Not even a fool would fall for this scam." Amber hummed, unclasped the necklace, and set it back down on the stall. She looped her arm through Alexander's and made to leave.

However, then...

you can just walk away without buying it?" The vendor's face twisted from friendly to scornful in an

so you're obliged to buy it. That's my stalls policy. You want to go? Fine, but cough

when did trying something mean she had

of the service, and if anything, they might have charged a minimal fee! Forcing a sale is against the law." Alexander's voice was even, his eyes steady on the vendor. "Three hundred thousand dollars might not seem like much, but I'm willing to put it on the table. Are you willing to take it?" Oh? The vendor shot a quick glance at Alexander, then peered over at Carson in the distance. Their eyes locked, and a wicked smile spread across his face. "You think you're threatening me, mister? You clearly have no clue where you are!" He gestured dramatically with a sweep of his hand and bellowed, "Show yourselves!" In a

show of brute

nearby tourists scattered in panic, steering clear of the

gawk, the scene spoke for itself. Those vendors were in league with each other, ready to strong-arm their customers into

little peace of mind—that's a I

three hundred thousand, sir? Hand it over, and we'll see if I've got the guts to take it." Alexander remained unfazed, ignoring

"What I choose to buy, no one can deny me. What

it works everywhere, and Coconut Wind

over, his eyes lingering with a hint of mischief on Amber's graceful figure. He chuckled softly. "Fellas, forget about this guy. Let's focus on the

the hint. The woman