His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0556 I The Zadras' charity dinner began promptly at seven p.m. the next evening, The Johansson Grand Hotel, the north's crown jewel with its seven-star status, was packed with the elite. Everyone qualified to attend that gala was a prominent figure from the north. Even average second-rate families did not reach the participation threshold. Only the top and second-tier elite families of the past could be at that gala, with seating arrangements determined by their family's wealth.

The Xanthos family was, of course, present.

Even with Ywain gone and the Callie Group out of their hands, their coffers were still brimming with billions—a cut above the competition.

"Mister Kane, you made it!"

Callie's face was filled with concern as she approached the hotel's grand entrance. She saw Caleb and Antonio and I rushed over, her voice barely above a whisper, "This party has news written all I over it. Franklin has been talking tough, / and he might come after you!" i Caleb's stride broke for a moment, and he chuckled dryly.

Franklin? A mere noble offspring was hardly a concern. He would not bat an eyelash at Franklin, let alone the entire Zadra family.

enigmatic master, might just be a Zadra." Callie spilled the beans, her voice filled with urgency. "Mister Kane, you need to

Melody? Caleb's hand instinctively moved to his chest, and a

past and present scores! "Mister Kane!" A few steps away, a group approached with purpose. The man in the lead was built like a tank and wore a sleek black robe. He was accompanied by the Foster family's young hotshot—Raidon. It was none other than the Foster family's leader, Geoff! He took a quick look at the hotel entrance before facing Caleb, his smile more of a grimace. "Why is Alexander not with you? Raidon mentioned a misunderstanding between him and

perfect day to set things right." A

where Alexander ordered the janitors to throw Raidon in the trash, was the talk of the town up north. Caleb

last name, but that's where the similarities end." Caleb remained stoic, deftly steering the conversation away before turning to Raidon and softly saying, "I heard about your beef

to bury the hatchet than to let bad blood brew. Find a chance

the Foster family

can play dumb all you want, but I know Alexander is your kid! Just wait till I get my shot. I'll—" Whack! A slap came out of nowhere, stinging Raidon's cheek mercilessly! "Raidon!" Geoff's hand slowly retracted as he stared at Raidon's red