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.”

at a bar tonight, unwinding

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

you could come

The address

location, then added with a hint

Alexander.

Alexander?!

second, his gaze flicking to Harry and

a gravity that matched his words, “They

heard your name’s been on

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

Friends?

mulled it over

“Sure!”

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,

and tore off toward

the clock struck

the lady back to

the bamboo grove behind Rectewald Mall, maids escorted

among the

spoke, Wilhelm, known as Ghost Sword strode from behind Alexander to

breathe easy. Miss Acela is

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

seat.”

feet. He stood before the pavilion and eyed

the fringe of the bamboo. With a slight arch of his brow, he said, “Mister Hardy, are

Sorry,

spun on his heel and strode away, not

“How dare you!”

tense as he shifted his stance, a subtle dance of feet that belied

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

steel pressed against

steel” Alexander remarked, locking eyes with his opponent, his

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

Hm?

Drake’s eyes sparkled with intrigue.

excitedly. Alexander was actually challenging the Ghost Sword, a man whose

and whose skills were a mystery even to the

all remembered the

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