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.

peering from afar, caught a glimpse of the Zabaleta mayor’s official car leading a convoy of

family, Campbell family,

the rooftop of a towering office skyscraper, Cingen peered through his telescope at the distant Ol‘ Mare

The armored police van below was a grim sight, filled with the lifeless bodies

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prestigious families had been

clutched her own telescope, her face ashen.

is downright chilling. But those familles… They

paused, his gaze drifting northward,

players

in the northern region of Regulus Windsur…

a secluded, rustic estate, a cry of anguish shattered the night’s stillness.

that spoke of tragedy. He bore a striking resemblance to Harrey and was, in fact, the youngest son of the Campbell

the northern Redwine estate, he stood alone, spared

reached him, and he had come here in desperation, his tears the only sound piercing the night’s silence.

quiet, save for the sorrowful weeping of Viator. What transpired in Zabaleta remained

of a brutal clash among

murmured that it was the shadowy hand of Ol‘ Mare that had tipped the scales, aiding

tycoons were abuzz with speculation, and the Kane family was no exception. They were the once–revered leaders of the four great families, the Kanes

in the Kane family’s study

to uncover that the young master was indeed in Zabaleta when it all happened, but there’s no concrete