His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0150

The minutes ticked by swiftly.

Carmela was still on a tirade, demanding Alexander move his car, backed by a

chorus of minions relatives echoing her every word.

her

“You’re Amber’s husband, Alexander, right?” Cirroc’s patience was wearing thin as

glared at Alexander. “Your car’s causing a blockage. What’s your game here? Maybe I should call my dad to sort this out?”

The mention of his dad, Gavin, hushed the relatives. Gavin, a civil servant with no small amount of clout, was well–connected with the city’s elite. If he stepped in,

Alexander would be in for a world of trouble.

Then, a series of sharp honks cut through the tension.

Two sleek transport trucks from the dealership pulled up, one behind the other. The young saleswoman who had been on the phone stepped out. Spotting Alexander in the crowd, she hurried over, her face a picture of deference. “Mister Kane, your cars

have arrived!”

She turned to Amber with a respectful nod and said, “Miss Chesire, care to join us?”

Alexander moved closer, gently taking Amber’s hand, and with a swift motion, he scooped Olivia into his arms. He then opened the rear door of the Porsche, offering a warm smile to Patrick and Susanne inside. “Dad, Mom, come check out your

surprise.”

knowing look before emerging from the Porsche’s

back seat.

hiding out in

irritation giving way to a chuckle.

What, scared I’ll hit you up for cash? The whole family knows you

now you’re

tug, and

+15 BONUS

footsteps to

whoosh, the transport vehicle’s back door swung open. The Braine family’s relatives crowded around, eyes wide

covers.

“Let’s see it!”

is my way of showing

Chesire

savvy young saleswoman quickly understood the situation and handed over the car keys and two complimentary safety deposit boxes to Patrick and Susanne. At the same time, the driver and the car service expert from

from the

was a jaw–dropping moment!

midday sun, a sleek black and a fiery red

an ineffable high–tech allure.

headlight, mirror, tire, and spoiler

racing spirit.

seemed to flow

they’re the

at the neighborhood’s entrance, someone finally recognized the cars. They whipped out their phones and snapped pictures in a frenzy, shaking

made its way to Ol‘ Mare?”