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

and behind the main edifice lay an

where Drake

focusing

by verdant foliage, a man

his

of deep respect as they

a silver-haired

pavilion, a serene smile on his face. Across

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

men waiting outside.

has grown deep. It’s time for your

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Wilhelm tidled the tea

send them away? They’ve been on their feet for more than

hours. They’ve had a

long wait.”

over.

approached the pavilion and addressed the

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

and keep silent

Cross Mister Hardy, and

men locked eyes, a shared fear

family, Raine, the Schneider family’s second in

of Woolpackton’s underworld, Harry,

his steadfast pusher

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

as

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

they approached the man who

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

ten years. We wouldn’t

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stealing a glance at Wilhelm beside him. Seeing no sign of anger,

to

over

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

rough dealings with Alexander.

“Alexander?”

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

wrist.

You

five men looked at each other,

bit down hard, his face twisted with bitterness.