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.

structure soared 140 stories high, dominating the city’s skyline. It sprawled

the size of twenty-plus football fields, and behind the main

where Drake

his retirement, focusing on personal

a pavillon shaded by verdant foliage, a

his side, heads bowed in

of deep respect as they

silver-haired man in his

shaded pavilion, a serene smile on his face. Across from

savoring their

men waiting outside.

the night has grown deep. It’s time

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slipped by until the slender elder, Wilhelm tidled the

away? They’ve been on their feet for more

hours. They’ve had a

long wait.”

whispered, “Invite them over. I’m curious to hear what they

the pavilion and addressed the

with a dismissive grunt. “Mister Hardy will

and keep silent

Mister Hardy, and it’ll

a shared

Mark, head of the Hudson family, Raine, the

kingpin of Woolpackton’s underworld, Harry, bound to his wheelchair,

his steadfast pusher

turn Province Town’s underworld upside

as

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

the man who had

the de facto leader, stepped forward with a respectful bow. “Boss, you’ve been out of the

years. We wouldn’t normally intrude,

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for a moment, stealing a glance at Wilhelm beside him. Seeing no

to

over at Ol’

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

dealings with Alexander. He left no

“Alexander?”

a glass of water, mulled over the name before dismissing the

wrist.

You

looked at each other, reluctant

down hard, his face twisted