His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 255

Chapter 0255

As the story unfolded, time marched relentlessly on.

Outside Jackman’s Pharma, Matthew lay in a pool of his own blood. The gashes from Alexander’s

lethal cash

no longer bled, but his breaths were shallow and desperate.

Nearby, one of his four bodyguards was down to his last breaths too, his head a gruesome mess from

Alexander’s handiwork, flies buzzing in a frenzy that sent shivers down his spine.

“Kid, you…” Despite his fading strength, Matthew’s glare was murderous. “Don’t get cocky. My big

brother is on his way, and he’s a beast. Ranked eighty-three in the Chart of Fighters, he’ll take you out

with ease!

“To insult the Jackman family is to sign your death warrant. Even if you’re tough as nails, you’re a dead

man walking!”

Alexander stood a stone’s throw away indifferently, and he looked at Matthew like he was already a

goner.

To the average Joe, Matthew was untouchable royalty, the Jackman family’s golden boy. To Alexander,

the War Temple’s top dog, he was just another bug to squash.

The screech of tires ripped through the silence.

A sleek Maserati skidded to a halt in the plaza, and out stepped a smirking Leandro in his fancy Croc

shoes. He sauntered over.

Each step was measured, a perfect rhythm. He walked like a man charging up for battle, his presence

alone

enough to make even the toughest fighters think twice.

not to be messed with, Leandro was a force

Matthew’s eyes sparkled with hope as

wild look in his eyes, screaming,

had the

the Jackman family, he’s got

his disgrace of a brother. He stopped a

the one stirring up trouble

impassive as

Compensation?

don’t waste my

growing more pronounced. “Ever since I made

ages since I’ve had to lift a finger. You must be pretty skilled

energy transformation… Ha,

I’ve got to admit, it’s

shaking his

+15 BONOS

he could finish, Asher next to him had gone ghostly white, shaking like a leaf

Leandro’s

overwhelming presence.

“Alex!”

gripped Alexander’s arm, quivering. “Let’s just drop it, okay? We’ll head back

Amber, and we won’t drag you into

up north…

of

spoke, he tried to pull Alexander away, aiming to retreat

Alex? Amber?

perked up, his eyes lighting up with recognition. “Oh! So you’re the guy

the

washed-up soldier, Alexander?”

as if his feet were planted in

and said, “So

if it’s you, that

hands together, his knuckles popping loudly as a

surged

a little talk with Amber,

Chesire

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