His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0195

After exiting the bar, Alexander zipped away in his Porsche. Within minutes, they were checking into the sleek Lifestyle Hotel.

“Brother-in-law,” Yaser said, steadying the young woman. He fished a phone from her purse, unlocked it with her fingerprint, and scrolled through the contacts before handing it over with a rueful grin. “Check this out.”

Alexander eyed the phone screen, his expression flickering with surprise.

The contacts were a roll call of whimsical monikers-Pikatchoo. Ultroman, Fairy… They looked like buddies.

from a chat room, not a single traditional name in sight.

“Kids these days, huh?”

Alexander shook his head with a smile, pulled out his phone from his pocket, took a frontal photo of the girl,

and edited a multimedia message before sending it off.

[To: Maxine Griffith]

The message was brief and to the point. [Find out who this person is, get her family’s contact info, and do it

now!]

In just under three minutes, Alexander’s phone buzzed with a response from Maxine, the Duke of War. [Her name is Acela Hardy, 22 years old. Her dad’s Drake Hardy, also known as Mister Hardy. Used to run things in Woolpackton’s shadows. His personal cell is…]

“She’s Mister Hardy’s daughter?”

Alexander eyed the text, then looked over at the young woman still groggy from her night out. After a moment’s thought, he dialed the number Maxine dug up, using Acela’s phone to reach out to Drake.

At the Tormora Festival, right in the bustling heart of Woolpackton, stood the Rectewald Mall-the biggest entertainment complex around.

area the size of twenty-plus football fields, and behind the main edifice lay

focusing

a sharp suit pushed a wheelchair. Three middle-aged men

a silver-haired man in his early sixties, lounged in the bamboo- shaded pavilion, a serene smile on his face. Across from him, a thin elder in a simple blue robe shared in the easy conversation, both savoring their tea with evident pleasure, oblivious to the

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the tea set and-with a gentle smile-gestured toward the men below. “Should I send them away? They’ve been on their feet for

long wait.”

Drake whispered, “Invite them over. I’m curious

nod, Wilhelm approached the pavilion and addressed the five heavyweights of Woolpackton’s shadowy corners with a dismissive grunt. “Mister Hardy will see you now. Speak

Mister Hardy, and

locked eyes, a shared fear evident in

were Mark, head of the Hudson family, Raine, the Schneider family’s second in command, Tommy,

they could turn Province Town’s underworld upside down, but in Drake’s presence, they were

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

man who

bow. “Boss, you’ve been out of the game for ten years. We

moment, stealing a glance at Wilhelm beside him. Seeing

over

The shake-up of Ol’ Mare’s shadowy ranks, New Chesire Group’s rise to power, and their

“Alexander?”

a glass of water, mulled over the name

You can

looked at each other,

knows you’re still the boss

respect for you…”

finish, Wilhelm’s face turned to ice. With a swift, unseen move, a sword flashed out, its tip stopping just