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 skyline. It

and behind the main edifice lay an old-fashioned

where Drake

his retirement, focusing on personal

a pavillon shaded by verdant foliage, a man in a

middle-aged men stood by his side,

of deep respect as they faced

of Province Town, a silver-haired man in his

a serene smile on his face. Across from him,

conversation, both savoring their tea with

men waiting outside.

Hardy, the night has grown deep. It’s time

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until the slender elder, Wilhelm tidled the tea set

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

hours. They’ve had a

long wait.”

Drake whispered, “Invite them over. I’m curious to hear

nod, Wilhelm approached the pavilion and addressed

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

and keep silent

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

shared fear

family, Raine, the Schneider family’s second in

Woolpackton’s underworld, Harry, bound

his steadfast pusher

turn Province Town’s underworld upside down, but

as

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

who had left their

forward with a respectful bow. “Boss, you’ve been

ten years. We

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Wilhelm beside

to

over at

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

their rough dealings with Alexander. He left

“Alexander?”

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

wrist.

it. You

men looked at each other, reluctant

wheelchair, bit down hard, his face twisted with bitterness. “Mister