His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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The moment Gael lost his temper, the security guards knew better than to waste another second. They

whipped out their walkie–talkies urgently. “Mister Bacco, we’ve got trouble on the top floor. Mister Gael Fabin

from the private room’s been attacked, and it looks bad…”

“What are you telling me? Who’s the assailant?!” The voice that crackled through the walkie–talkie was laced

with anger and disbelief. “Keep them there, I’m on my way!”

The line went dead with a sharp click.

Two minutes ticked by, and the sound of determined footsteps echoed down the hallway. Hagen Bacco, the impeccably dressed duty manager of Rectewald Mall, was on the move.

Spotting Gael from afar, Hagen’s blood boiled. “Mister Gael Fabin, you’ve been assaulted? Who dared to lay a hand on you? I’ll take care of this!”

Gael did not

t get a chance to reply. Alexander casually pointed to himself and said with a nonchalant tone.”

That would be me.”

“You? Are you insane?” Hagen’s glare was lethal, his presence oozing danger.

He knew exactly who Gael was. He was the rising star of Woolpackton, the Yablon family’s sole son–in–law,

and a VIP member of Rectewald Mall.

was a blatant disregard

courting death?” Alexander eyed Hagen, a wry smile playing

to take

up in a flash, ready to throw a punch. However, then, his eyes caught Gael’s battered state, and his raised fist hesitated, eventually

not dare

Gael’s reputation–a gym junkie with a physique

men. If Gael had been thrashed that badly, the guy in front of him

tough, do you? Just

a venomous look, whipped out his walkie–talkie, and snarled into it. “This is the top floor. I want security up here, now, right

each armed with a rubber baton, muscles rippling

“Right on time!”

guards, then turned back to Alexander with a sneer. “Kid, you’re in Rectewald Mall, Mister Hardy’s

here? Out with it. Who are you with? I’m giving you one chance. Call your backup!”

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Call for backup?

a slight smile, ready to reply.

and spat out a bloody spit. “Mister Bacco, I’ve got the lowdown on this punk. He’s no street thug, he’s the Chesire family’s son–in–law

Mare!”

wild sneer as he looked down at Alexander. “And here I thought

game. Just a guy mooching off his lady,

them out by tomorrow?”

buy it.”

eyes were cool and steady. “New Chesire Group is

as powerful as you say, shut down Chesire now. I’ll

not be

chuckled darkly. “His wife’s an old classmate

who’s in my

“Alex!”