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.

soared 140 stories high, dominating the city’s skyline. It sprawled across an area the size of twenty-plus football fields, and behind the main edifice lay an old-fashioned

his retirement, focusing on personal

Three middle-aged men stood by his side, heads bowed in deference, all wearing expressions of deep respect as they

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 five

night has grown deep. It’s time for

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elder, Wilhelm tidled 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 more than three hours. They’ve

long wait.”

over. I’m curious to hear what they have to

with a dismissive grunt.

else. Cross Mister Hardy, and it’ll

eyes, a shared fear

Schneider family’s second in command, Tommy, the reigning kingpin

upside

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

who had left

stepped forward with a respectful bow. “Boss, you’ve been out of the game

a glance at Wilhelm beside him. Seeing no

“Lately, over at Ol’

Chesire Group’s rise to power, and their rough dealings with

“Alexander?”

glass of water, mulled over the name before dismissing the matter with a

You can

at each other, reluctant

down hard, his face twisted with bitterness. “Mister Hardy, you might’ve stepped back, but everyone knows you’re still the boss of Province Town! That jerk Alexander, my brother Patrick’s son-in-law, has been strutting around Province Town like he owns

respect for you…”

swift, unseen