Chapter 0144

The bullet tore through the air with lethal speed.

However, Alexander was quicker..

As Sean’s finger squeezed the trigger, Alexander swiftly jerked his head to the side

and stepped forward, his form blurring like a mirage..

The nightclub erupted in gasps as Alexander seemed to vanish and reappear in

front of Sean. Alexander’s hand grabbed Sean by the throat, hoisting him into the air

as if he weighed nothing.

Simultaneously, a decorative flower basket in the hall’s corner exploded into a shower of petals, the

bullet’s intended target then a cloud of fluttering color.

“No, this can’t be!”

Sean’s bulky frame flailed in Alexander’s iron grip, his legs thrashing and his screams tearing through

the chaos.

Had Alexander just dodged a bullet? His movement was a blur, his reflexes outpacing the speeding

lead, his actions as swift as lightning.

It was a scene straight out of a blockbuster film, unfolding in stark reality. How was

that even possible?

“Sean.”

Alexander ignored the stunned onlookers and glared at Sean. His voice was a sharp blade. “I spared

you back at Wakefield, but you learned nothing. You dared to kidnap my family, to sell them like chattel.

“There are sins even the heavens forgive, but the sins of a man like you… They’re unforgivable. You’ve

sealed your fate.”

snapped shut.

neck gave way. His eyes bulged in terror as his life was

as the heavyset’s

out and he

“Hmph!”

a disdainful snort, Alexander tossed Sean’s lifeless

“So, you’re the esteemed bigwigs of Woolpackton?! Let’s get

can

your cautionary

sparing a glance at Tommy cowering on the floor,

the hand, and–with Olivia in his arms–walked out of

presence. The crowd was left in stunned

was far from

at Youphoria Nightclub spread like wildfire through Woolpackton’s

with ambitions against Ol‘

squirming with unease.

in the opulent rooftop

Tommy said,

He gritted his teeth.

Mark’s crew all on his own,

club… Does anyone have any idea how we handle

into

with too much action. The underground scene in

hung up his spurs, then

eating out of his hand, and their

breakneck speed.

Mark Aares, the big shot of Aaronson who took a hit without a

Alexander’s game.

7/4

flashing a neon

untouchable force of nature.

son–in–law of Patrick, the

a gathering of the heavy hitters, there was Harry,

clouds “I

me this souvenir! Who knew the guy could sidestep

of our

sat in silence, the weight of the room on his shoulders. Finally,

like they were made of lead. “Mister

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