His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0541 Mercy? Alexander checked his phone for text messages in the open space of Xanthos Industrial Park. Then he quietly sighed.

'Callie is a Xanthos, after all!" "Alexander." Amber was next to him, and she had also noticed Callie's message. She appeared disturbed and bit her lips softly before saying, "Now that the Callie Group is gone, there's not much the Xanthos family can do. Miss Xanthos is, after all, your... No, she is our friend, so let's give the Xanthos family a chance, okay?" Chance? Had he not given them a

chance? Alexander exhaled slowly and then chuckled.

Callie's plea was insufficient for him to release the entire Xanthos family.

Ywain had made a grave mistake by defecting to the Black Maple Organization, and he deserved to die! What could be the harm in letting Tacker live? Even if the entire Xanthos family banded together, they could not harm Alexander, as he was a Lord of War.

did not want the Xanthos family to be completely wiped out, so Alexander decided to fulfill her wish and let the Xanthos family live! "Tacker!" Alexander did not hesitate after making his

is mine. If not for Amber, I would've killed you ten times over! "I don't want to see you again. Get lost!" Tacker shook. He no longer acted arrogantly. He quietly ducked into the helicopter and fled toward the Xanthos family manor! "Now, let's make the rest of the announcement." Alexander returned Amber's gaze with a gentle smile before turning to face the terrified Callie Group employees in

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the OlI' Mare New Chesire Group branch here in the northern region! - "All

cars, while others took the shuttle bus

office was in Deephaven! Time flew by, and three days had passed. I The dust had

the Callie Group. However, the building was empty; nearly all their employees had joined the New Chesire Group. The Xanthos Industrial Park had been turned into a worthless, empty shell! Except for Tacker, no one in the Xanthos family knew where Ywain was! "Master." Ywain knelt on the ground in a pavilion on the mountainside of Inkstone Mountains and looked up at the

with thick resentment. "Please, Master,

least $45 billion! "If Alexander is not dead, I'll never be at peace!" Above the pavilion, a masked man tapped his toes. His feet touched