His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 144

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.”

fingers snapped shut. A sickening crack

terror as

the corner of his mouth as the heavyset’s body shook violently at

and he

“Hmph!”

Sean’s lifeless body aside and

bigwigs of Woolpackton?! Let’s get one thing straight

Chesire Group isn’t something you can mess with! Anyone looking for trouble,

as your

sparing a glance at Tommy cowering on the floor, Alexander

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

presence. The crowd was

night was

at Youphoria Nightclub spread like wildfire through Woolpackton’s

among the factions, particularly those with ambitions against Ol‘ Mare, who

squirming with unease.

the opulent rooftop suite

into this Alexander boy,” Tommy said, his face dark with worry

He gritted his teeth. “He’s an ex–Northern

name for himself by taking down. Mark’s crew

my club… Does anyone have any idea how we handle

into

have been buzzing with too much action. The underground scene in Ol‘ Mare

had hung up his spurs, then ruled the roost. The old

were eating out of his hand, and their shady businesses were cleaning

breakneck speed.

the big shot of Aaronson

Alexander’s game.

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neon sign of warning Alexander was

untouchable force of nature.

son–in–law of Patrick, the

gathering of the heavy hitters,

of storm clouds “I visited Of Mare

souvenir! Who knew

out of our

the weight of the room on

were made of lead. “Mister

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