Chapter 339
Chapter 339 Leander Ashcroft–It’s You p>
Finished
It was like a bomb had gone off in the bar. Shock rippled through the crowd, leaving everyone reeling.
Dozens of eyes turned toward Leander, each carrying disbelief in his absolute confidence and unshakable nerve to speak so wildly.
In Highcliffe, there were fewer than a handful of young people who dared show no fear of Rodrick. Even Ethan and Daphne had never clashed with him head–on, much less said something like telling Rodrick to drag himself here.
But Leander had spoken so casually, as if it were only natural–and even claimed he had once stepped on Rodrick himself. The arrogance in that statement was beyond imagining.
Even the members of the Wave Alliance froze. The two men in sunglasses who had stepped forward stopped in their tracks, suddenly unwilling to make a move.
Leander’s words might have been outrageous, but what if they were true? What if this man in front of them really was someone even their president, Rodrick, couldn’t defeat? If they rushed him recklessly, wouldn’t that be suicide?
Zeke, so formidable in Highcliffe that almost no one dared provoke him, now stood still with a bottle shattered at his feet and wine dripping down his trousers. His expression kept shifting, but he made no move. He truly couldn’t figure out who Leander was.
In the two years since the Wave Alliance had risen, every time Zeke showed up, the opposing side groveled and begged for mercy. No one had ever shown a shred of backbone. Yet Leander was so calm it was unsettling. If this wasn’t an act, then it meant he had a real reason to be fearless.
Zeke gave Leander a long look, then leaned to whisper something to his men before retreating into the back hall of the bar.
Aurora’s eyes glittered brighter than ever as she stared at Leander without blinking.
His performance had shocked her again and again. She had thought that once Zeke arrived, the story was over. Yet Leander hadn’t just dismissed Zeke; he had dragged Rodrick’s name through the mud too.
With just a few words, he had silenced dozens of Wave Alliance men. Nothing about this matched her expectations.
She couldn’t help wondering if what Leander said was true–if Rodrick was really puny in his eyes, if he had once stomped him into the ground. In that case, what kind of terrifying background did Leander have?
1/4
16:37 Thu, Oct 16
Chapter 339 Leander Ashcroft It’s You?
แรน
42
Finished
The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to uncover who he really was.
Behind her, Nathan and his friends exchanged bewildered looks, too stunned to speak. Livia and the other women stayed silent as well, standing to the side with nowhere to hide.
The Wave Alliance’s dozen–odd enforcers didn’t make a move, but neither did they leave. They kept a wary eye on Leander, ready to block him if he tried to escape. Leander, however, seemed completely unconcerned. He tipped the empty Lafite bottle toward the suited bar owner.
Without hesitation, the man gestured for his staff to bring out another bottle of expensive red wine.
In the back hall, Zeke pulled out his phone and dialed a number. It rang for a long time before the line finally clicked on. A burst of noise came through–heavy metal music and bar chatter in the background.
“Zeke? What is it?” came a voice edged with impatience.
“Mr. Rodrick!” Zeke’s tone straightened instantly. “I’m handling something at Maplebrook Axis, but the guy p>
“What, you can’t even handle something that small?” Rodrick’s voice turned cold.
“No, that’s not it!” Zeke lowered his voice. “Mr. Rodrick, he said… he said he knows you. He said… to drag yourself over here p>
The line went silent. The weight of it sank heavily, and Zeke held his breath, afraid to exhale. After a long pause, Rodrick’s voice finally came through again.
“Interesting. There’s actually someone in all of Highcliffe who dares order me around, telling me to drag myself over p>
The chill of malice seeped through Zeke’s phone as Rodrick’s voice continued. “Fine. Stay there with your men. I’m coming now. I’ve spent the past few years tied up with Wave Alliance affairs, rarely showing my face. Looks like too many people have forgotten what I used to be p>
With that, the line went dead.
Zeke didn’t hesitate. He strode back into the bar’s main hall and fixed Leander with a cold stare. “Mr. Rodrick said he’s on his way p>
The bar erupted again. For someone like Zeke, the Wave Alliance’s vice president, to show up was already rare enough. But now even Rodrick himself, the president, would be coming. That meant both the president and vice president of the Wave Alliance would be under the same
2/4
16:37 Thu, Oct 16 M…
Chapter 339 Leander Ashcroft–It’s You p>
roof.
The crowd buzzed with excitement at the chance to witness such a spectacle.
ร
42
Finished
“Then tell him to hurry. I’ll only wait ten minutes.” Leander was still composed, already pouring from his second bottle of Lafite.
Zeke studied his expression carefully. If Leander were bluffing, the news of Rodrick’s arrival should have rattled him, should have left some trace on his face. But there was nothing–just a calm that gave away nothing at all.
Who is this man?
Across Highcliffe, only Daphne, Ethan, and Eira were bold enough to stand unafraid before Rodrick. Yet Leander’s bearing surpassed even theirs. Zeke’s mind raced, but no answer came.
Roughly five minutes later, the bar’s front doors were shoved open with force. A crowd poured in, their momentum far more overwhelming than when Zeke had first arrived.
At their head was a young man wearing a trench coat despite the summer heat, striped trousers hanging loose. His outfit was mismatched, almost absurd—but not a single person dared laugh.
He was none other than Rodrick Wave, president of the Wave Alliance, one of the top young elites in all of Highcliffe.
Rodrick’s face carried a shadowy gloom, his eyes forever weighed with darkness, the look of a man who hid depths no one could easily measure.
His
gaze swept the bar. When it landed on Aurora, his eyes lit up, and she answered with a soft smile and a polite nod. Then, he strode forward and took his place in the center of the dance floor, his voice booming across the room. “Who ordered me to drag myself here p>
The words sent a jolt through the bar.
“That would be me p>
Leander lounged against the couch, still holding his glass of red wine. He turned his head lazily, lips curved in a smile. “Rodrick, nine years and you’re still the same pathetic coward, dressing like a joke. Seems the words I gave you back then didn’t sink in p>
Rodrick snapped around, eyes narrowing at Leander. He was sure he didn’t recognize this man, yet something about him carried a strange familiarity that left him unsettled. “Who are you?” he demanded.
Leander took another sip of wine, utterly at ease. “Back in West Meadow, you were on your knees begging me for mercy. Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten p>
3/4
16:37 Thu, Oct 16 M Get full chapters from.net
Chapter 339 Leander Ashcroft–It’s You p>
“West Meadow p>
42
Finished
Rodrick’s chest trembled as memories surged–scenes burned deep into him nine years ago resurfaced with brutal clarity. His pupils shrank to pinpoints, his face contorted, and his voice burst out loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear, laced with shock and fear.
“Leander Ashcroft–it’s you p>