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.

Kane, you need to watch your back. Have you seen what that master could do with

moved to his chest, 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

the perfect day to set things right." A misunderstanding? Caleb could not help but

at Xanthos Industrial I Park, where Alexander ordered the janitors to throw Raidon in the trash, was the talk of the town up north. Caleb

name, but that's where the similarities end." Caleb remained stoic, deftly steering the conversation

it's better to bury the hatchet than to let bad blood brew. Find a chance to make amends, to downsize a

If you keep this grudge burning, it won't do the Foster family any favors!" 'Are you sticking up

Raidon's jaw clenched in rage, his face a mask of defiance. "Mister Kane, after 15 years with my aunt, don't you understand how the Fosters operate? Nobody can push us around, not even the Kanes! "You 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!"