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.

140 stories high, dominating the

twenty-plus football fields, and behind the main edifice lay

where Drake

focusing on

the manor’s garden, beneath a pavillon shaded by verdant foliage, a man in a sharp

by his

as they faced the elderly

of Province Town, a silver-haired man in his early

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

their tea with evident pleasure,

men waiting outside.

night has grown deep. It’s time for

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elder, Wilhelm

away? They’ve been on their

hours. They’ve had a

long wait.”

smile, Drake whispered, “Invite them over. I’m

approached the pavilion and addressed the

with a dismissive grunt. “Mister Hardy will see you now. Speak

and keep silent

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

men locked eyes, a shared fear evident

the Hudson family,

kingpin 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.”

the man who had

leader, stepped forward with a

We wouldn’t

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a glance at Wilhelm

to

over at Ol’

laid out the whole saga. The shake-up of Ol’

their rough dealings with Alexander. He left no

“Alexander?”

name before dismissing

wrist.

it. You can go

five men looked at

bit down hard, his