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.

massive structure soared 140 stories high, dominating the city’s skyline. It sprawled

fields, and behind the main edifice lay an

where Drake

retirement, focusing on personal

by verdant foliage, a man in

men stood by his side, heads bowed in

as they

once-revered boss of Province Town, a silver-haired

serene smile on his face. Across

their tea with evident pleasure, oblivious to

men waiting outside.

the night has grown deep. It’s time for

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until the slender elder, Wilhelm tidled the

below. “Should I send them away?

hours. They’ve had a

long wait.”

over. I’m curious to

Wilhelm approached the pavilion and addressed

corners with a dismissive grunt. “Mister Hardy

and keep silent

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

shared fear

head of the Hudson family,

kingpin of Woolpackton’s underworld, Harry, bound to

his steadfast pusher

Province Town’s underworld upside down,

as

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

side, they approached the man who had

with a respectful

ten years. We wouldn’t normally

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Wilhelm beside him. Seeing no sign of

to

“Lately, over

of Ol’ Mare’s shadowy ranks, New Chesire

dealings with Alexander. He left

“Alexander?”

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

wrist.

it. You

five men looked at each

down hard, his face twisted with bitterness. “Mister