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.

high, dominating the city’s skyline. It sprawled

of twenty-plus football fields, and behind the main

where Drake

retirement, focusing on personal

shaded by verdant foliage, a man in a sharp suit pushed

stood by his side, heads

respect as

silver-haired man in his early sixties,

pavilion, a serene smile on his face. Across from him, a thin elder in a

savoring their tea with evident

men waiting outside.

night has grown deep. It’s time

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the slender elder, Wilhelm tidled

I send them away? They’ve been on their feet

hours. They’ve had a

long wait.”

them over. I’m curious to hear what

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

grunt. “Mister Hardy will see you now. Speak only

and keep silent

else. Cross Mister Hardy, and it’ll be the last thing you

locked eyes, a shared fear evident in

the Hudson family, Raine, the Schneider family’s

of Woolpackton’s underworld, Harry, bound

his steadfast pusher

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

as

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

who had left their world a

stepped forward with a

ten years. We

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

to

over at

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

dealings with Alexander. He left no

“Alexander?”

a glass of water, mulled over the name before dismissing the matter with a flick

wrist.

You can go

looked at each other,

arms of his wheelchair, bit down