Chapter 0312
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Alexander and Wanda left.
At the entrance of the Ledger family villa, Marcus stared from a distance at the taillights of the Porsche
until the light disappeared. He casually threw away the alloy steel knife in his hand and immediately
hugged Andrew, wailing and crying.
“Andrew, are you okay? Hold on. You must hold on!”
Andrew, having lost too much blood, lay on the ground, his body cold, unable to utter a word.
“F*ck, he’s running out of breath?” Marcus pretended to cry for a few moments and reached out to
touch Andrew’s nostrils. He then shoved him aside glumly. “Useless thing. What a waste of my time!
Someone, clean up here. I want to return to the mansion now!”
Not far away, Hec and Hunter hurried forward. After a slight exploration of Andrew’s wrist pulse, their
faces lit up. “Mister Marcus, Andrew can still be saved. The flesh wound is not serious. We can still get
him to the hospital in time!”
“Still alive? For f*ck’s sake!” Marcus spat. He raised his hand and waved dismissively. “Take him to the
hospital. Even if he’s saved, he’s still useless! If he can’t be saved, send him to the morgue. Don’t say
I’m ungrateful!TM
Hec and Hunter exchanged a glance, then shook their heads silently, immediately taking out their
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call the hospital.
“Alexander…” Marcus glanced in the direction where the Porsche left as his gaze hardened with
malice. “You
can fight, huh? I’m not done with you just yet!”
In the old city area of Zabaleta, at the Ledger family mansion.
The Ledger family’s ancestors were a prominent family in Zabaleta, with those who had served as
second- rank officials in the past and later entered the business world, making them incredibly wealthy
and deeply rooted.
Many rumors suggested that the Ledger family had intricate ties with the legendary ‘Green Gang‘, but
due to the passage of time, it was impossible to confirm.
“Master.”
At this moment, outside the study of the Ledger family’s ancestral home, a gray–robed butler walked in
slowly, bowing slightly to the middle–aged man in a suit inside the study, and whispered. “Mister
Marcus has returned.
Marcus?
The middle–aged man raised an eyebrow slightly, his gaze becoming slightly more sullen. He was
Hank Ledger, the head of the Ledger family. Among his three sons, this third son was the most
troublesome.
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The eldest son Ulrich, who grew up abroad from a young age, earned two doctoral degrees in
succession. Upon returning to the country, he immediately took over the family business. Before
reaching the age of 48, he became a renowned entrepreneur in Zabaleta.
Second son Harlan, on the other hand, did not enter the business world. He had a passion for martial
arts since childhood and, as an adult, opened more than a dozen chain martial arts schools.
Occasionally organizing warrior arena competitions and running underground gambling dens, he also
engaged in high- interest loans, gaining a notorious reputation in the underworld.
Marcus, the youngest, was lazy and indulgent from a young age, using his influence to bully others. His
favorite pastime was to toy with female celebrities, making him utterly unreliable.
“Now that he’s back, let him stay in the mansion,” said Hank with a somber expression, waving his
hand lightly. “Tell Yorgos to come see me.”
At the study entrance, the gray–robed butler hesitated for a moment and whispered, “Yorgos…has
died.”
What?!
Hank’s face changed slightly, and he violently crushed the emerald ring on his finger. “Did Marcus
cause trouble again? Tell him to come to me now!”
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“Dad!” Outside the study, Marcus ran in a disheveled manner and knelt with a thud, wailing loudly. “You
have to do something! I almost got killed tonight. That guy named Alexander from Ol‘ Mare
disrespected the Ledger
family!”
What?
Hank’s gaze darkened as he looked at the injuries Marcus sustained from bowing to Alexander. The
sight of his son battered and bruised fueled his anger. “Was it Alexander who caused Yorgos‘ death?
His name is… Alexander Kane?”
Marcus straightened up, nodding repeatedly. “Yes, it’s Alexander Kane. Just two hours ago, he…”
Marcus vividly described the process of how Alexander crushed Yorgos with just one finger,
“Dad, we cannot tolerate this humillation. Otherwise, how will others see the Ledger family? Alexander
must die, and I want to kill him with my own hands!”
Hank’s eyelids lowered, and a sinister glint in his eyes intensified.
Alexander Kane?
He opened the laptop on the desk, logged into a confidential, obscure website, and looked at a wanted
poster. A malicious smile slowly appeared on his face.
When dealing with others, the Ledger family might have to pay a certain price. As for Alexander?
There was no need for the Ledger family to intervene. After all, another ruthless individual had already
set their
sights on him.