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.”

a bar tonight, unwinding with some friends,

drink, but

you could come

her. The

added with a hint of a smile,

Alexander.

Alexander?!

a split second, his gaze flicking to Harry

spoke with a gravity

heard your name’s been on everyone’s

around, and I had a hunch you’d

Friends?

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

“Sure!”

a grin, “Yaser, kick back

safely.”

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

and tore off

hours ticked by, and the

back to

Mall, maids escorted

bench among the

as Ghost Sword strode from behind

breathe easy. Miss Acela

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

seat.”

feet. He stood before the pavilion and

others at the fringe of the bamboo. With a slight arch of his brow, he

Sorry, they

his heel and strode away, not

“How dare you!”

shifted his

a heartbeat, he was before Alexander, his sword

steel pressed

a bad piece of steel” Alexander remarked, locking

sword away, or

Hm?

with intrigue. Harry, Tommy, Mark, Raine, and

Alexander was actually challenging the Ghost Sword,

whose skills were a mystery even to the

all remembered the

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