Chapter 0196

Drake stared at the call from Acela, not picking up right away, lost in thought.

His bond with ‘Acela’ was tangled and tough.

Back in his heyday, he had carved out a name for himself in Woolpackton, eventually rising to the top

of the underworld’s heavyweight division. After years of spilling blood and making enemies, he had too

many scores

to settle.

His wife was murdered by his adversaries 20 years ago. He sent his only daughter overseas with a

web of fake IDs, all to keep her safe from the life she led.

In Province Town, only Ghost Sword, close as a brother, knew the truth about Acela.

It was a bitter pill to swallow, but as his daughter grew up, she came to despise everything about him.

She

saw Drake as the worst kind of criminal, and she even blamed him for her mother’s death. Then, Drake

and

Acela were practically strangers, their father-daughter bond all but broken.

“Why on earth is Acela calling me out of the blue?”

Drake cradled his phone, lost in thought for a moment before he exhaled and picked up the call.

In Ol’ Mare, just a stone’s throw from Belmont Hills, at Lifestyle Hotel, Alexander was holding Acela’s

phone, a dial tone humming in his ear. A slight smirk played on his lips as he whispered, “Is this Mister

Hardy from

Woolpackton?”

The question hit Drake like a thunderclap in the quiet of his bamboo garden. His voice turned frigid.

“You have Acela’s phone? Who are you, and what’s your connection to her?”

“We just met by chance.”

was out at a bar tonight, unwinding with

had a bit too much to drink, but she’s okay. If you’re not

you could come

The

hotel’s location, then added with a hint

Alexander.

Alexander?!

gaze flicking to Harry and the

spoke with a gravity that

the bravest, Alex. I’ve heard your name’s

buddies were hanging around, and I had a hunch you’d be keen to catch up with

Friends?

the lounge of the Lifestyle Hotel, Alexander mulled it over briefly before flashing a

“Sure!”

with a grin, “Yaser, kick back and relax here.

safely.”

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he helped the still-groggy Acela out of the hotel,

and tore

the clock struck

back to her

behind Rectewald Mall, maids escorted Acela to her

the bamboo, beckoned Alexander with a soft command,

as Ghost Sword strode from

breathe easy. Miss

“Thanks for bringing my girl

seat.”

remained on his feet. He stood before the pavilion

a slight arch of

you mentioned? Sorry, they don’t pique

heel

“How dare you!”

tense as he shifted his

In a heartbeat, he was before Alexander, his sword gleaming like

pressed against Alexander’s

bad piece of steel” Alexander remarked, locking eyes with his

Here’s your one chance-put the sword away, or it’ll be the end of

Hm?

sparkled with intrigue.

the Ghost Sword, a man whose power was

ocean, and whose skills were a mystery even to the

all remembered the

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