His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0127

It was 9 p.m., and the bar–which was less than 300 meters away from the spa

was jam–packed with people.

The competition between bars at the foot of the mountain in Wakefield was

extremely tough. Almost every bar had its own band. Occasionally, they would invite more popular

bands to perform.

hotel-

The bar that night invited Blackgold, a band that became famous through the internet. The lead vocalist

of the band had a rather raspy voice. The band played all sorts of instruments. The atmosphere there

was extremely lively.

“Mister Kane, sing a song!” By the side of the stage, New Chesire Group staff

members gathered there, surrounding Alexander in the middle. They nudged him

1. on. “You and Miss Chesire have been married for so long. Don’t you think you should

sing her a song? Go on, Mister Kane! We’ll be rooting for you!”

Amber blushed. She looked at Alexander shyly, yet a little hopefully as well.

“Since Amber wants to listen to me sing… Alright, then!” Alexander smiled and

nodded. He secretly smirked.

He was the Lord of War. How could he be singing in a bar? If his subordinates were

hear about it, their eyes would surely pop out of

going to sing a song

was smirking with a cocktail glass in

themselves

and harrumphed. “Get me the boss of the

the bar, a middle–aged man in his early forties, quickly

Winston, how may I help

We’re-”

of red wine and

Get everyone

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boss of the bar was stunned. He looked troubled. “Mister Winston,

Blackgold to play here. The bar’s business hasn’t been doing well. If

place..

just want money, right?” Sean

from his

entire venue?”

card with both hands and said hesitantly, “Usually,

be at least double that tonight. Why don’t we

twenty thousand dollars?

had lost his patience. He looked

and barked, “Just clear

bar and told his staff in a suppressed tone,

Mind your attitude, but clear

to the dance floor while

the customers as they asked

leave.

Group. The boss hesitated for a

with an apologetic expression, “Mister Kane, I’m so sorry to spoil your

leave. Blackgold will still be playing here. tomorrow. All the drinks