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.

stories high, dominating the city’s

football fields, and behind the main edifice lay an old-fashioned

where Drake

his retirement, focusing on personal

verdant

Three middle-aged men stood by his side, heads bowed in deference, all

as they faced the elderly

Province Town, a silver-haired man in his early

shaded pavilion, a serene smile on his face. Across from

conversation, both savoring their tea

men waiting outside.

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

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the slender elder, Wilhelm tidled the

send them away? They’ve been on their feet for more

hours. They’ve had a

long wait.”

a warm smile, Drake whispered, “Invite them over. I’m curious to hear what

nod, Wilhelm approached the pavilion and addressed the five heavyweights of

Hardy will see you now.

and keep silent

Hardy, and it’ll be the last thing

a shared fear evident in

the Hudson family,

Woolpackton’s underworld,

his steadfast pusher

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

as

meek as church mice.

“Mister Hardy.”

who had left

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

ten years. We

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glance at Wilhelm beside him. Seeing no sign of anger, he

to

“Lately, over at

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

with Alexander. He left no

“Alexander?”

of water, mulled over the name before dismissing the

wrist.

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five men looked at

gripping the arms of his wheelchair, bit down hard, his face twisted with bitterness.