His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

‘Show sincerity? Seek forgiveness?- ] In front of the Walbees family manor, Thorin knelt on the ground, listening to Frank's furious roat and the sound of the phone being hung up, feeling as though he had fallen nto any abyss. He tommed.

deathly pale.

J Jonathan. You beast!" Thorin, usually as steady as a mountain, had lost al his previous composure.

He pushed himself up from the ground with both hands. He grabbed his phone ercely, and ashe dialed Jonathan's ‘urbe, he roared hoarsely, "You'itte beast You damned mongrel! Tish I could" From the phone, a melodious and polite electronic volce sounded clearly. “The.

number you have dialed currently unavailable. Please ry again later."

Aflurry of hurried and anxious footsteps I

Jonathan told me that Alexander nasa graphite

moment, Thor's vison blurred, andhis head spun — They were done for. No vonder tht litle scum turned off his phone. He

could they possibly be a match for Mister Kane? He

in the country! Helicopte! Prepare the helicopter now!" Thorin roated, his vice almost raspy. "Goto Watford Mining, Corporation ight away, nota second to lose 1 hope

semble. Dieegarding he pain on is face, he hasty pulled

Senior are in the front yard of the estate We need

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gathered around Alexander,

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