His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0304

With a jolt, the scene kicks off.

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Kelvin felt a shiver run through his scalp. Like a puppet on strings, he turned stiffly to face Alexander, who

wore a slight, knowing smile. Struggling, Kelvin managed to force a weak grin. “Sir, are you pulling my leg?”

“Benefits? Threats Wanda’s more family to me than my own sister, and I…”

Mid–sentence, Kelvin snapped out of it, backpedaling fast. “Why the heck do I owe you an explanation? Wanda’s business is her own!”

However, Alexander just chuckled.

Poor Kelvin, Wanda’s agent, was no Oscar winner. His fear was too raw, his act too rough around the edges. Since Andrew, Hec, and Hunter had skedaddled, Alexander had dug up everything there was to know about the Ledgers.

Marcus Ledger, the family’s third son, was a piece of work. He was cruel, the type who had never let Wanda slip through his fingers.

“Alex, what in the world are you saying?”

Wanda, standing by Kelvin, had overheard their exchange and was shaking her head in dismay. “You’ve got it all wrong about Kelvin. He’s not like that. We’re practically like family–”

while you and Amber were in therapy,

you, sporting a fresh

stepped closer and yanked back

sight was startling.

pope and the dark splotches of a brutal beating. Sores had opened up where his flesh had given way, and, there had not been a moment

on even a basic bandage.

“Kelvin!”

down her face as she took in the sight of his wounds, sobbing uncontrollably. “Marcus did this, didn’t he? It had to be him! Let’s go to the

hands covering his face as he crouched on the ground, a grown

sobs.

back on Wanda, but there she was, worried sick about him, ready to go to

empathy was too much to bear.

myself on being a good

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Marcus get to you? It must be life or death for you to have turned on Miss Briers. I bet it’s…your family,

want Wanda to be safe, but Marcus… He’s ruthless! He took my folks and used their lives to threaten me! If

sobs, unable to

“Alex.”

Amber had also gotten out of the Porsche, standing by Alexander’s side,

husband’s hand firm.

had been swallowed by the same black pit of despair and knew all too well