His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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Early the next day, in the top–floor office at the Zimler Entertainment building

Judge Locksong, please calm down. I’ll have someone deliver the tickets to you right away!” Kelvin

held a landline phone, nodding and bowing with a forced smile. Only after hanging up the

phone did he let out a deep sigh.

When under someone else’s rool, you have to lower your head.”

The entertainment management department of Zabaleta had to report to a high–ranking judge. Wayne

Locksong. Wayne’s call had just come in, and he demanded three front–row tickets for a

concert.

Dealing with powerful individuals was tedious, indeed.

Wanda’s concert tickets were incredibly sought after, and the front–row tickets were sold out long ago.

The last three tickets were specifically reserved for New Chesire Group.

They were for Alexander, Amber, and Coral.

“Mister Kane.” After much hesitation, Kelvin finally mustered the courage to dial Alexander’s

phone number. “There’s something I must say, despite how difficult it is. The VIP seats I reserved for

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you and Miss Chesire at the concert might need to be adjusted…”

Alexander’s brow furrowed instantly.

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At this moment, in the presidential suite on the top floor of Zabaleta Seaside Grand Hotel, Alexander

held his phone, watching Coral and Amber playing and laughing. He lowered his voice slightly. “Wait a

moment.”

He quickly walked out of the suite and spoke softly. “You can speak now.”

“Right.” Kelvin did not dare to delay and hurriedly explained, “It’s because of…”

All because of the unspoken rules.

In the entertainment industry, unspoken rules were almost everywhere. Just like the ‘For Your Heart‘

concert, as soon as the preparations began, Kelvin received many calls from various. influential figures.

They demanded tickets, and he could not refuse.

Moreover, they insisted on front–row seats. With just over 100 tickets available, almost all of them were

claimed by these ‘big shots‘.

“They asked me for tickets, and I couldn’t refuse.” Kelvin held the phone helplessly. “Some

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soon as I opened my mouth, they asked for ten or eight tickets, and the tickets were simply not

enough!

“I pleaded with my grandfather and grandmother, finally managing to secure three front–row tickets.

But…Just now, Judge Locksong called again. No matter how much I begged, it was

useless. If we don’t give him the tickets, he’ll blacklist our concert. All the preparations in the early

stages will be in vain.”

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Standing outside the presidential suite, Alexander’s gaze darkened. Abusing power for personal gain?

The group under the guise of the Zabaleta mayor ‘Quill Yeomans‘ truly was daring.

“I will handle this matter.” He held the phone, his tone carrying a subtle chill. “Kelvin, give me a list of

those demanding tickets. In three minutes, I want them to regurgitate what they swallowed.

exactly as it went down.”

After a crisp ‘click‘, the call abruptly ended.

Kelvin listened to the beeps‘ coming from the phone, and he could not help but show a shocked.

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expression.

Regurgitate everything? What does that mean?

He knew Alexander was formidable, whether in personal strength or the financial power of the New

Chesire Group. It was a terrifying existence beyond his imagination.

However, this was Zabaleta, not Ol‘ Mare.

These were high–ranking figures in Zabaleta loyal to the mayor’s office. Except for the mayor himself,

no one dared not give them orders.

“Mister Kane, I’m afraid we might return empty–handed this time.” Kelvin muttered and sighed slowly,

not daring to defy Alexander’s command.

He quickly opened the office computer, copied the records of the tickets demanded by those ‘big.

shots‘, and sent them to Alexander’s phone.

At the presidential suite outside the seaside hotel–

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Alexander looked at the ticket demand records displayed on the phone screen, his gaze coldly

narrowing. Then, his fingers slid across the screen, swiftly operating the phone.

Forwarding the content, with a short message note. [You know what to do.] The recipient was the

mayor of Zabaleta, Quill Yeomans.

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