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.”

added, “I was out at a bar tonight, unwinding with some

to drink, but she’s okay. If you’re not too busy, Mister

you could come

The address

hotel’s location, then added with a hint of a smile, “Oh, and by the

Alexander.

Alexander?!

his gaze flicking to Harry and the others

phone close, and spoke with a gravity that

Alex. I’ve heard

and I had a hunch you’d be keen to catch up

Friends?

the Lifestyle Hotel, Alexander mulled it over

“Sure!”

and said with a grin, “Yaser, kick back

safely.”

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still-groggy Acela out of the hotel, hopped

tore off toward

ticked by, and the clock struck

lady back

Mall, maids

among the bamboo, beckoned Alexander with

Sword

you can breathe easy.

relaxed, his eyes softening. “Thanks for bringing my girl home, Alex. Come on,

seat.”

his feet. He stood before the pavilion and

a slight arch of his brow, he

you mentioned? Sorry,

on his heel and strode away, not bothering

“How dare you!”

air around ‘Ghost Sword’ grew tense as he shifted his stance, a subtle

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

pressed

steel” Alexander remarked, locking

chance-put the sword away, or

Hm?

with intrigue. Harry, Tommy,

was actually challenging the Ghost Sword, a man whose power was

ocean, and whose skills were a mystery even to

all remembered

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