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.

soared 140 stories high, dominating the

size of twenty-plus football fields, and behind

where Drake

retirement, focusing on personal

by verdant foliage, a man in a sharp suit pushed

men stood by his side, heads bowed in deference, all

respect as

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

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

both savoring their tea with evident pleasure, oblivious

men waiting outside.

grown deep. It’s time for your

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by until the slender elder, Wilhelm tidled

men below. “Should I send them away? They’ve been on their feet for

hours. They’ve had a

long wait.”

over. I’m curious to hear what

a nod, Wilhelm approached the pavilion and addressed the five

Hardy will see you

and keep silent

and

men locked eyes, a shared fear evident in their

family, Raine, the Schneider

kingpin of Woolpackton’s underworld, Harry, bound to

his steadfast pusher

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

as

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

approached the man who had left their world a

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

ten years. We wouldn’t normally intrude,

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at Wilhelm beside

to

over

saga. The shake-up of Ol’ Mare’s shadowy ranks, New

dealings with Alexander. He left

“Alexander?”

mulled over the name before dismissing the

wrist.

You

men looked at each other, reluctant to

gripping the arms of his wheelchair, bit down hard,