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.

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

Campbell family, no

office skyscraper, Cingen peered through his telescope at the distant Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel, his weathered

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

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prestigious families had been wiped out by Alexander.

standing close to Cingen, clutched her own telescope,

the Campbells. His strength is downright chilling. But those familles… They had the

northward, eyes narrowing with

power players must be in the loop by then.

region of Regulus Windsur…

the night’s stillness.

of the lament was a middle–aged man, his head wrapped in a white bandage, a bandage that spoke of tragedy. He bore a striking resemblance to Harrey and was, in fact,

stood alone, spared from the catastrophe that had

just 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

among the three

Ol‘ Mare that had tipped the scales, aiding the

the Kane family was no exception. They were the once–revered leaders of the four great families, the Kanes

here, Mister Kane,” said a cloaked figure with a raspy voice, standing in the Kane family’s study before a middle–aged man whose hair bore the marks of time.

but there’s no concrete proof that he was behind the fall of the Ledgers and Campbells,” the cloaked