Chapter 268 Sawyer Locke
“How is this possible?”
“Leander is actually the Mornwick’s Legend and the chairman of Jeff Enterprises?”
In front of Clement lay documents he never imagined he’d see–enough to make him exclaim in disbelief.
Although Leander’s background had always been somewhat mysterious, he had shown his face a few times in the past. With the Shire family’s resources, it was still possible to trace fragments. of his identity.
Now, seeing Leander’s true status, Clement felt his chest tighten. He found it hard to collect himself. It was unimaginable that the modest, seemingly ordinary young man was actually the formidable leader of Mornwick–and the secretive chairman behind Jeff Enterprises, the most powerful pharmaceutical empire in all of Astria.
His gaze froze as he sat in silence for a long while, trying to process the truth.
At last, he rose and sent guards to find Leander. After inquiring at the Shire Estate, they returned with an update–Leander had already left with Martha and the others.
“He went to the development zone? To the Waterfront Court booked by Sawyer?”
When Clement heard the report, his expression immediately darkened.
This gathering had been arranged by Sawyer himself–and knowing Sawyer’s personality, Clement understood the risk.
A clash between him and Leander was not just possible, but likely.
When Cranfordale’s top young heir crossed paths with Mornwick’s most powerful figure, a fierce confrontation was inevitable.
“Old Mr. Shire, should we inform them?” the guard asked cautiously.
“No need,” Clement said after a slight pause, waving his hand.
“Let the young people handle their own affairs. I’d like to see for myself what this so–called Mornwick’s Legend is really capable of.”
His eyes gleamed with wisdom, as though he could already see the storm to come.
In the development zone, Leander, Martha, and Sylvia finally arrived at the Waterfront Court.
This newly opened club was one of the crown jewels of the Kaldia development project–nearly sixty percent of its funding had come from Bradley. Half of this district was his strategic playground.
The most luxurious private room at Waterfront Court was the Regal Suite. Martha walked ahead, and every staff member they passed bowed respectfully to her–it was clear she was a regular guest here.
“Let’s go straight up. Madeline and the others are already in the Regal Suite,” Martha mentioned coolly to Leander.
He nodded and followed behind the two women. Along the way, they passed a number of elegantly dressed women, each one striking in appearance–but Leander didn’t spare them a glance, as if they were invisible.
When they reached the door of the Regal Suite, Martha didn’t enter immediately. Instead, she paused and looked at him.
“Think carefully, Leander. Once you step inside, whatever happens next–you’re on your own. No one’s going to step in to help you.”
She was,
of course, referring to Sawyer. Crossing that door meant confronting him head–on.
Leander only smiled and shrugged, unconcerned. Seeing him being calm, she shook her head with a sigh and pushed the door open.
Inside the private room, over a dozen people were already seated–many of them familiar faces, the same young men and women who had traveled earlier with the Shire family.
Only two individuals stood out as strangers to Leander.


Sylvia gave them only a slight nod, while Martha smiled lightly and teased, clearly quite familiar with the two.
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