His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0663 The Black Maple Master used others for his dirty work? Alexander did not pay much attention to this question, nor did he care about the body of Konrad. Analyzing his final words, it was clear that the heavily injured Black Maple Master must have sensed the treacherous intentions of Konrad and the others. Seizing this ambush, he thoroughly dealt with the internal troubles.

However, what did it matter? He dealt with six Martial Overlords, including Cloud Tiger, in one fell swoop.

It would undoubtedly greatly damage the Black Maple Organization. Even for Black Maple, Martial Overlord-level experts were few in number. After this battle, how many formidable experts could the Black Maple Master still produce?

'Weakening the enemy is strengthening oneself. Who cares about using others to do his dirty work? As long as those killed are members of the Black Maple Master, that's enough!" "In the future, Coconut Wind Island belongs to Wyverna!" After saying these words, Alexander turned and left in large strides, wanting to head back to Coconut Breeze Grand Hotel.

The next morning.

"Mister Kane, are you... Are you serious?!" In the hotel's ground-floor restaurant, Wasyl's voice trembled as he looked at Alexander in disbelief. "Cloud Tiger is dead, Quinto is stunned, and the Black Maple Organization... Coconut Wind Island is ours?!" Alexander held a cup of morning tea in

his hand, turning to look at Amber and Coral, who were equally shocked. He gave a faint smile. "A trivial matter, not worth mentioning." Amber and Coral were speechless.

The knife and fork in their hands trembled slightly, and the exquisite, expensive cuisine suddenly lost its appeal.

Goodness gracious.

They had slept peacefully last night, completely unaware of any anomalies.

Yet, Alexander had done so much, completely eradicating the tumor that was the Cloud Tiger gang, and reclaiming Coconut Wind Island for the Wyverna's territory. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

"Isn't Coconut Wind Island a territory with no strict borders?" After a brief moment of shock, Amber gasped. "If Wyverna takes over Coconut Wind Island, how could other countries possibly

agree? What if..." There was no 'what if’.

"When it comes to territorial sovereignty, other countries will naturally not just sit idly by. However, the ruler of Wyverna will surely think of something," Alexander said, taking a sip of hot tea, a smile on his face. "Leave those matters to the ruler. What we need is the coconuts on the island!" With that, he turned to look at Wasyl again, smiling. "Starting today, shut down your travel agency and stay on the island as the new procurement manager for the Chesire Group, enjoying the treatment of a general manager. The group needs a large amount of coconut juice and meat. Can you handle this?" Wasyl trembled, suddenly filled with ecstatic joy.

Since Mister Hardy passed away and Acela entered the New Chesire Group as

I Amber's personal secretary, they and their old subordinates, although nominally part of the New Chesire Group, were not formally employed.

With Mister Kane's invite, they transformed instantly, becoming official employees of the New Chesire Group. I They even became the procurement managers of Coconut Wind Island, holding onto a golden opportunity from then on! Was there anything more exciting than this? None! "Thank you, Mister Kane... Oh, and Miss Chesire!" Wasyl was so excited that his words tumbled out incoherently as he repeatedly assured, "I will do my best and never let you two down!" The matter of coconut raw materials was settled.

Alexander chuckled, exchanged a glance with Amber, then they both stood up simultaneously, walking towards the sightseeing bus at the hotel entrance.

The most important matter had been taken care of, and now it was time for a joyful tour. Then, it was time to head back to Ol' Mare, to dive back into work, and develop new products—The Coconut Skincare Series.

Time flew by, and before they knew it, it had been over half a month since they returned to Ol' Mare.

The development of the New Chesire Group continued to soar.

The wild fruits native to Coconut Island were rich in natural skincare ingredients, their flesh and juice brimming with them.

The group's research center worked tirelessly, pouring in substantial manpower and resources, swiftly

developing 'Coconut Skincare No. 1".

It was a purely natural skincare product, devoid of any additives, markedly distinct from previous products. Primarily targeting Asaian's skin types, it promised comprehensive skin improvement within six months.

With the current scale of the Chesire Group, launching new products posed no difficulty whatsoever. The only issue was insufficient raw materials.

""Miss Chesire, you've got to figure something out!" Within the group's office building, in the CEO's office, the white-haired research center professor looked anxiously at Amber seated behind the desk. "The coconuts from Coconut Wind Island aren't enough. The production is too low.

"To meet market demand, we need at least three tons of raw materials every day on average. How much can Coconut

Wind Island produce? It's not enough, far from enough!" Coconuts...

Amber bit her lip, shaking her head inwardly.

Coconuts were not rare, but not all of them could meet the production requirements for 'Coconut Skincare No.

1'. According to the professor, three tons a day would require planting every inch of Coconut Wind Island with coconut trees, and even then, it would not be sufficient! "We'll go to Southeast Asaia, then." The professor raised his hand to adjust his glasses, shaking his head repeatedly.

"Miss Chesire, that place has a hot and humid climate, similar to Coconut Wind Island. The proportion of coconut essence may be slightly lower, but as long as we have enough quantity, it can meet our product needs.

"Miss Chesire, does our group have a subsidiary in Southeast Asaia? Quickly contact them. We can't afford to delay the launch of our new product!" Amber's beautiful eyes sparkled slightly, then she slowly rose from her chair with determination. ""Don't worry, Mister Grund. I'll personally go there. I'll definitely bring back the coconuts for you!"