His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0195

After exiting the bar, Alexander zipped away in his Porsche. Within minutes, they were checking into

the sleek Lifestyle Hotel.

“Brother-in-law,” Yaser said, steadying the young woman. He fished a phone from her purse, unlocked

it with her fingerprint, and scrolled through the contacts before handing it over with a rueful grin. “Check

this out.”

Alexander eyed the phone screen, his expression flickering with surprise.

The contacts were a roll call of whimsical monikers-Pikatchoo. Ultroman, Fairy… They looked like

buddies.

from a chat room, not a single traditional name in sight.

“Kids these days, huh?”

Alexander shook his head with a smile, pulled out his phone from his pocket, took a frontal photo of the

girl,

and edited a multimedia message before sending it off.

[To: Maxine Griffith]

The message was brief and to the point. [Find out who this person is, get her family’s contact info, and

do it

now!]

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In just under three minutes, Alexander’s phone buzzed with a response from Maxine, the Duke of War.

[Her name is Acela Hardy, 22 years old. Her dad’s Drake Hardy, also known as Mister Hardy. Used to

run things in Woolpackton’s shadows. His personal cell is…]

“She’s Mister Hardy’s daughter?”

Alexander eyed the text, then looked over at the young woman still groggy from her night out. After a

moment’s thought, he dialed the number Maxine dug up, using Acela’s phone to reach out to Drake.

At the Tormora Festival, right in the bustling heart of Woolpackton, stood the Rectewald Mall-the

biggest entertainment complex around.

dominating the city’s skyline. It

football fields, and behind the main edifice lay

where Drake

focusing

shaded by verdant foliage, a man in a

Three middle-aged men stood by his side,

deep respect as

Town, a silver-haired

face. Across from him, a

both savoring their tea with evident

men waiting outside.

Hardy, the night has grown deep. It’s time for your

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until the slender elder, Wilhelm tidled the tea

men below. “Should I send them away? They’ve been on their feet for

hours. They’ve had a

long wait.”

a warm smile, Drake whispered, “Invite them over. I’m curious to hear what they have

nod, Wilhelm approached the pavilion and addressed the five heavyweights of

corners with a dismissive grunt. “Mister Hardy will see

and keep silent

Mister Hardy, and

locked eyes, a shared fear evident in

Hudson family, Raine, the Schneider

underworld, Harry, bound to his wheelchair, and

his steadfast pusher

they could turn Province Town’s underworld upside down, but in Drake’s

as

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

side, they approached the man who had

stepped forward with a respectful bow. “Boss, you’ve

years. We wouldn’t normally intrude,

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Wilhelm beside him. Seeing no sign of anger,

to

“Lately, over

saga. The shake-up of Ol’ Mare’s shadowy ranks, New Chesire Group’s

and their rough dealings with Alexander. He left no stone

“Alexander?”

glass of water, mulled over the name before

wrist.

it. You can go

at

arms of his wheelchair, bit down