Chapter 0144

The bullet tore through the air with lethal speed.

However, Alexander was quicker..

As Sean’s finger squeezed the trigger, Alexander swiftly jerked his head to the side

and stepped forward, his form blurring like a mirage..

The nightclub erupted in gasps as Alexander seemed to vanish and reappear in

front of Sean. Alexander’s hand grabbed Sean by the throat, hoisting him into the air

as if he weighed nothing.

Simultaneously, a decorative flower basket in the hall’s corner exploded into a shower of petals, the bullet’s intended target then a cloud of fluttering color.

“No, this can’t be!”

Sean’s bulky frame flailed in Alexander’s iron grip, his legs thrashing and his screams tearing through the chaos.

Had Alexander just dodged a bullet? His movement was a blur, his reflexes outpacing the speeding lead, his actions as swift as lightning.

It was a scene straight out of a blockbuster film, unfolding in stark reality. How was

that even possible?

“Sean.”

Alexander ignored the stunned onlookers and glared at Sean. His voice was a sharp blade. “I spared you back at Wakefield, but you learned nothing. You dared to kidnap my family, to sell them like chattel.

“There are sins even the heavens forgive, but the sins of a man like you… They’re unforgivable. You’ve sealed your fate.”

words, Alexander’s fingers snapped shut. A sickening crack echoed through the hall as Sean’s neck gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his life was snuffed

violently at few times before his legs kicked out and he collapsed

“Hmph!”

Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing straight tonight: Ol‘ Mare’s New Chesire Group isn’t something you can mess with! Anyone looking

cowering on

by the hand, and–with Olivia in his arms–walked out of

The crowd was left

night was far from over.

underworld, sending shockwaves among the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘ Mare,

in the opulent rooftop suite of Youphoria Nightclub…

Wyverna Frontier Corps. He recently

room fell into

mobster who had hung up his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old guard of crime lords were eating out of his hand, and their shady businesses

of Aaronson who took a hit without a

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neon sign of warning Alexander was

force of nature.

the son–in–law of Patrick, the nobody”

heavy hitters, there was Harry, strapped

of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare

me this souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep

of our league

in silence, the weight of the room

words like they were made of lead. “Mister Hardy.”

alone was enough to turn the heavy hitters‘ faces ghostly

pale.

his mark, Drake was the

reaching

said he was out of the game for good, his empire pulled back from the

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