His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0648 What should happen? Carson stood a good distance away, trembling all over like he was in a windstorm, his legs shaking so badly he could barely keep upright.

"Boss, I—I..." His voice shook as he stumbled forward. Suddenly, he broke down, bowing deeply to Alexander and Amber. "Mister Kane, Miss Chesire, I'm begging you, please have mercy on me! "I didn't know who you were before, and I was rude. Please, I'm asking you to let me off the hook! I've got a mom in her seventies, and a little one back home who's just started school..." Amber, who had been standing by Alexander with a stern expression, felt a tug at her heartstrings when Carson mentioned he had a child.

Her own Olivia was only six, just starting first grade. Carson might be a scoundrel, but he had a kid who needed him...

carson.” She nibbled on her lower lip, her voice soft but firm, "Today, you dodge a bullet, but you're not off the hook. You've gota kid to raise, so I'll cut you some slack. You're fired from Spring Sunshine Travel Agency, and you're banned from guiding tours ever again.

"Can you live with that punishment?"

Could he ever? To Carson, it was like winning the lottery without buying a ticket—a second chance at life! Miss Chesire, you're an angel, a saint!" Carson was a mess, thanking Amber and Alexander through his tears, 1] swear I'll turn over a new leaf, live right, and never let you down again, Miss Chesire! "Thank you, Mister Kane, thank you, Miss Chesire!" Amber's heart had melted, after all...

knowing nod, gently took Amber's hand, and growled at Carson,

a sudden burst of applause was

tourists erupted, clapping for Alexander and Amber, their voices loud and clear, "Mister Kane, the fair! Miss Chesire, the kindhearted! You've won us all over!" "Absolutely, we owe you big time for taking a stand

the ground. He fixed a piercing gaze on Wasyl, who stood nervously beside him. "Were they, like you, once working for Mister Hardy?" he asked, his voice deep

all!" Wasyl, jolted by the question, shook his

ground, he whispered, "Mister Kane, they're not with the travel agency. They're the big shots of

to pay them off. My agency coughs up at least fifteen thousand dollars a month. If we don't, they won't let us bring tourists onto the island." Ahint of intrigue flickered in Alexander's eyes. "Big shots, you say?" "Yes!" Wasyl's voice was still a hushed murmur, his face showing traces of fear. "Their leader, known as Cloud Tiger, is a force to be reckoned with. He wanted to make a statement, so he shattered a volcanic rock over half a meter thick with a single punch, right in front of a crowd of tourists! "Nobody knows

to stand up to him. They

Coconut Wind Island, with no nation to claim it, left no room for international intervention —those who perished did so without recourse." "Hm?" Alexander's face remained stoic as he calmly asked, "So, you're too scared to stand up to him, too? You just pay up on time, as Cloud Tiger demands?"

power... It's immeasurable, so..." ""No more," Alexander said, his