His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0354

The sounds of bodles collapsing echoed in quick succession until the lobby fell into a deathly silence.

Moments before, the Ledger and Campbell families had strutted about with unchecked arrogance. In an instant, their reign came to a catastrophic end. Their finest warrlors lay lifeless, their bodies strewn across the ground in the time It takes to blink.

“George, Ray.”

Alexander’s expression remained as impassive as If he had swatted away a nuisance of ants. He addressed the two men with a calm command, “Clean house.”

George and Ray shuddered, instantly grasping the gravity of the situation.

They were no strangers to that grim task.

The Ledger and Campbell familles, anyone even remotely connected to the incident, were to be dealt with ruthlessly.

The innocents, those uninvolved children, women, and youths, were herded off to welfare institutions, stripped of the Zabaleta family’s once–glittering prestige.

Alexander’s words rang true. By dawn, the Ledger and Campbell dynasties would be nothing more than a memory, dissipated like mist.

The night at Zabaleta was far from tranquil.

The staff at Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel and the guests ousted by the Saunders family remained oblivious to the night’s dark deeds.

leading a convoy of police escorts. They made a brief appearance before vanishing into the

family, no

Cingen peered through his telescope at the distant Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand

scope cut through the darkness with undeniable clarity. The armored police van below was a grim sight, filled with the lifeless bodies

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families had been wiped

Cingen, clutched her own telescope, her face ashen. She

strength is downright chilling.

paused, his gaze drifting northward,

caused, the northern power players

in the northern region of Regulus Windsur…

anguish shattered the night’s stillness. “Uncle! You have to avenge

middle–aged man, his head wrapped in a white bandage, a bandage that spoke of tragedy.

of the northern Redwine estate, he stood alone, spared from the catastrophe that had

sound piercing the night’s silence. His last shred of hope lay with Harrey’s distant cousin, the Redwine family

estate lay eerily quiet, save for the sorrowful

of a brutal clash among the three major families that

attention of the Zabaleta mayor. Others murmured that it was the shadowy hand of Ol‘ Mare that had tipped the scales, aiding the Saunders family

no exception. They were the

a cloaked figure with a raspy voice, standing in the Kane family’s study before a middle–aged man whose hair bore the

in Zabaleta when it all happened, but there’s no concrete proof that he was behind the fall of the Ledgers and Campbells,” the