His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0448

Zane felt like he was about to explode at Alexander’s words.

The audacious Martial Power, challenging the Yanker family? That was just plain bullying!

Last time, his loss to Alexander had gone unnoticed, sparing his reputation. However, a public challenge from Alexander then? He had no choice but to accept, and the outcome was painfully clear. The Yankers would be crushed, no two ways about it.

Complete and utter defeat.

The news spread like wildfire, north to south, tarnishing the Yanker family name. Their once- mighty stature crumbled, and the vultures of high society might just have swooped in for the kill.

It was a merciless tactic, and there was no way out. No answer meant stepping into the ring.

“What’s your question?!” Zane spun around, glaring into Alexander’s eyes, his breath heavy with tury. “Say it. If I’ve got the answer, I’ll give it to you straight, no holding back.”

‘If only you’d been this cooperative from the start,‘ mused Alexander.

The smile on Alexander’s face slowly disappeared as he leaned in and whispered two words,”

Black Maple.”

Black Maple?

Zane’s body tensed for a moment, his breath evening out as he mulled things over in silence.

he spoke up, his voice measured, “If you were asking about anything else, I might

you. But when it comes to Black Maple, all I can say

up with

only the folks on the inside, and I

any clue.”

paused, taking a deep breath before continuing with gravity, “But I promise you that if I

any intel about Black Maple, I’ll get it to Ol‘ Mare straight away. Does that put your

at ease, Alexander?”

remained quiet for a beat, then gave a

telling the

mystery. Even the intelligence outfits under Walganus Capital’s Dragon Court and Regulus Windsur had only bits

+15 BONOS

back–nothing substantial on Black

were the big fish in the northern pond, with eyes and ears everywhere.

we have an

bow and announced, “Mister Yanker, till our paths

cross again.”

out of the Yanker family hall, his steps swift and

was off Yewspire Mountain, Alexander headed

the place was buzzing with tension, everyone on high

“Unbelievable!”

the glass–walled conference room that crowned the skyscraper, Amber’s jaw was set in a hard line, her face a storm of

is about fair play, about competing on a level field. So why are there those who insist on playing dirty, on taking cheap shots