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!]

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.

140 stories high, dominating the city’s skyline.

fields, and behind the

where Drake

his retirement, focusing

by verdant foliage,

stood by his side, heads bowed in deference, all

as they faced

Province Town, a silver-haired man in

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

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

men waiting outside.

Hardy, the night has grown

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Wilhelm tidled

away? They’ve been

hours. They’ve had a

long wait.”

“Invite them over. I’m curious

Wilhelm approached the pavilion and

grunt. “Mister Hardy will see you now. Speak

and keep silent

and it’ll be the

a shared fear evident in

Hudson family, Raine, the Schneider family’s second

underworld, Harry, bound to

his steadfast pusher

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

as

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

who

the de facto leader, stepped forward with a

ten years. We wouldn’t

Wilhelm beside

to

over at Ol’

The shake-up of Ol’ Mare’s shadowy

and their rough dealings with

“Alexander?”

name before

wrist.

it. You

looked at each other, reluctant

arms of his wheelchair, bit down hard, his face twisted

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