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.”

“I was out at a bar tonight,

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

you could come

her. The

a hint of a smile, “Oh, and by the

Alexander.

Alexander?!

paused for a split second, his gaze flicking to Harry and the others nearby. He

and spoke with a gravity that matched

Alex. I’ve heard your name’s been

had a hunch you’d be keen to

Friends?

Hotel, Alexander mulled it over briefly before flashing a

“Sure!”

with a grin, “Yaser, kick back and relax here. I’ll get Miss Hardy

safely.”

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the still-groggy Acela out of the hotel, hopped into

and tore off toward

by, and the clock struck one in the

the lady back to

bamboo grove behind Rectewald Mall,

among the bamboo, beckoned Alexander

known as Ghost Sword strode from behind Alexander to Drake’s

can breathe

for bringing my girl home, Alex. Come on,

seat.”

remained on his feet. He stood before the pavilion and eyed Harry. Tommy,

others at the fringe of the bamboo. With a slight arch of

‘friends’ you mentioned? Sorry, they

his heel and strode

“How dare you!”

tense as he shifted his stance, a subtle

he was

steel pressed against

steel” Alexander remarked, locking eyes with

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

Hm?

distance away, Drake’s eyes sparkled with intrigue. Harry, Tommy, Mark, Raine,

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

whose skills were

remembered the

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