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

twenty-plus football fields, and

where Drake

retirement, focusing on personal

garden, beneath a pavillon shaded by verdant foliage, a man in a

his side, heads

of deep respect as they

a silver-haired man in his

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

in the easy conversation, both savoring their tea with evident pleasure, oblivious

men waiting outside.

Hardy, the night has grown deep.

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Wilhelm tidled

send them away? They’ve been on their

hours. They’ve had a

long wait.”

“Invite them over. I’m curious to hear

the pavilion and addressed the five

with a dismissive grunt. “Mister Hardy will see you

and keep silent

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

men locked eyes, a shared fear evident in their

of the Hudson family,

the reigning kingpin of Woolpackton’s underworld,

his steadfast pusher

turn Province Town’s underworld upside down, but in

as

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

they approached the man who had left their world

a respectful bow. “Boss,

We wouldn’t normally intrude,

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stealing a glance at Wilhelm beside him. Seeing

to

“Lately, over at

shake-up of Ol’

with Alexander. He left no stone

“Alexander?”

the name before

wrist.

You can go

looked at

wheelchair, bit down hard, his face twisted