His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0665 At 6 p.m., at the opulent, prestigious Lakbay International Grand Hotel...

The banquet hall spanned over 2400 square meters, accommodating over 5000 diners simultaneously. This was one of the hotel properties owned by the Mendoza family, serving as the exclusive venue for hosting guests of the Mendoza Alliance.

Top chefs from around the world, hundreds of exquisite dishes, a variety of colorful Southeast Asaian specialty fruits, and priceless collections of fine wines...

Such extravagance was solely dedicated to hosting one person, Amber, the general manager of the New Chesire Group.

"The time is almost here, and I can't wait to lay eyes on this stunning beauty!"

At the entrance of the banquet hall, Hansley's eyes were blazing with excitement. He could not stop scanning the corridor ahead, almost drooling at the corner of his mouth.

Behind him, on the left, stood Raul Jamison, the imposing head of the Mendoza family's security team. Nearly two meters tall, clad in camouflage military attire, with an alloy combat knife tucked into the pocket of his trousers. His hands rested behind him, emanating an intimidating aura that warned strangers to keep their distance.

Standing on the right was the steward of this commercial banquet, also the butler of the Mendoza family, Sanjay.

"Only two minutes left until six o'clock," Sanjay said in a low voice, glancing at his watch. "Wyverna values punctuality, so they won't be late. However, Mister Mendoza, you must be particularly cautious. The man beside her, Alexander,

once served in the northern regions of Wyverna, a veteran. We couldn't find his specific combat designation." Could not find his combat designation? Hansley shrugged indifferently.

It was normal not to find internal information on Wyverna. Rather, Sanjay's cautious attitude was surprising.

Did he really need to be "particularly cautious'? What was there to be cautious about? This was Southeast Asaia, the territory of the Mendoza family. What was there to care about with just a retired soldier from Wyverna? Although Wyverna was one of the world's top five superpowers, who would bother with a retired grunt? To put it bluntly, with his status, even if he killed this Alexander, it would not be much different from squashing a bug.

"Mister Mendoza!" Raul's ears twitched

rapidly beside Hansley, and then he whispered softly, "They're here! One weighs approximately seventy-five kilograms, the other around fifty kilograms, a man and a woman, neither emitting the aura of strength!" No aura of strength? They must be ordinary people! Hansley smirked triumphantly, then briskly strode forward. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

At this moment.

At the end of the corridor, Amber wore an elegant dress, showcasing the distinctive style of Wyverna. Her steps were graceful in embroidered high heels as she linked her arm with Alexander, her face adorned with a polite smile.

Without sparing a glance at the approaching Hansley, Amber instead nodded towards Sanjay behind him, signaling courteously, "Mister Sanjay, my apologies for keeping you waiting."

It was not intentional disregard for Hansley, but rather because Hansley held no official position within the Mendoza Alliance. In contrast, Sanjay was the official representative for this business negotiation, having provided the official response to the commercial notification.

More importantly...

Amber did not even recognize Hansley! "Welcome, Miss Chesire!" Sanjay first hesitated, then quickly stepped forward, gesturing to Hansley with respect.

"Before the meeting begins, I must formally introduce you. This is the young heir of the Mendoza family, Mister Hansley Mendoza! Regarding the matters of commercial trade, Mister Mendoza is in charge. As long as he gives the nod..." His words came to an abrupt halt! Hansley's eyes were fixed firmly on Amber's pretty face. Without waiting for Sanjay to finish, a surge of anger rose

hg Eterna within him. He reached out his right hand towards Amber, his gaze intensely eager.

""Miss Chesire, you're truly beautiful. I have never seen such an exquisite woman before! Oh, uh, how did I get onto this topic... Let's talk business, shall we? Is commercial cooperation feasible?" He was none other than the infamous playboy in the international scene, the sole heir of the Mendoza family! "Pleasure to meet you, Mister Mendoza." Amber shook her head inwardly, her pretty face maintaining its composure.

Following the standard protocol, she lightly shook hands with Hansley and then attempted to withdraw.

However...

"Miss Chesire, your hand is so soft!" Hansley tightly held onto Amber's hand, refusing to let go. Looking down at her from his elevated position, he said, "Miss Chesire, how much do you know about

Southeast Asaia? Besides business negotiations, would you be willing to befriend me?"