His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 271

Chapter 0271

Bella was dead.

Her head exploded into a mist of blood. Her headless body swayed for a moment before collapsing to the

ground with a loud thud.

The young lady of the Jackman family, the venomous beauty, ruthless in heart and cunning in hand… None of these words bestowed upon her any halo. She seemed like just an ordinary person, convulsing violently on the ground. It lasted less than ten seconds, and then complete silence.

Alexander showed no mercy, indeed.

“L-Lord Kane.”

Even though George had known Alexander’s true identity for a long time, he could not help but shiver in awe. Despite constantly addressing him as ‘Lord Kane’, ever since Alexander retired from the military, George could not shake off a hint of peculiar thoughts.

The so-called strongest Lord of War seemed nothing more than a slightly more formidable ordinary person after retirement…

However, those thoughts were long gone.

What was the Lord of the Temple of War? What was the strongest Lord of War?

He could kill his enemies as though it was a walk in the park; he could take lives with a single strike; and he

could determine life and death just by uttering a word.

alone was the

pride. It was the supreme glory reserved just for the Lord of the

and the bodyguards, security personnel, gradually climbed to their feet. Despite the pain and the severity of their injuries, they all stood upright like an

George to rescue Miss Chesire at the Ol’ Mare Grand Hotel turned out to be the right

proving their attitude through actions. It

slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth. “You did well. Fearless in the face of death, knowingly venturing into

you a chance to let the heart

walked confidently toward the presidential

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moment Alexander’s voice echoed, Amber’s delicate body trembled slightly as she slowly awoke

of the North, she was supposed to sleep for

prematurely, and as a

“Alex Alexander…” she called out with

less than three seconds, he swiftly reached the room where Amber

cheek, his eyes turned

breath weak. Due to the physical contact, he

normal, with no

distinct handprint on her face was enough evidence of the brutal

waist, gently caressing the handprint on her cheek, his voice carrying a palpable sense of menace. “The imprint is solid, so the

Amber, with

it’s not. It’s an old

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