His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0265

No one knew where Alexander was. Amber only knew that Alexander had gone to Southwick to help

Patrick develop foreign markets. She did not know his exact location.

After all the scope of Southwick was too vast.

“You’ll never know where Alexander is!”

Amber struggled to breathe against the Dictator of the South’s grip on her neck. Her delicate face

turned purplish, but her gaze showed no fear.

“You can kill me and destroy New Chesire Group, but you won’t lay a finger on Alexander!”

The Dictator of the South burst into wild laughter.

Refusing to yield even unto death? Did she really think that would make her untouchable?

“I’ve seen many stubborn people.” he said coldly while squeezing Amber’s tender neck with his right

hand. His left hand slapped her face a few times, and he sneered.

“Stubborn people won’t change until they see a coffin. That’s easy to solve! When you see Miss

Jackman in a moment, you’ll soon know what it means to wish for death!”

The man ignored Luca and the security guards nearby. He lifted Amber off the ground and walked out

of the first-floor hall, heading to the Audi A8 parked at the entrance.

The car quickly started, speeding toward the Ol’ Mare Grand Hotel.

“Miss Chesire…”

Luca watched the Audi A8 disappear into the distance, grinding his steel teeth. He took out his phone

and quickly dialed Alexander’s number.

However…

voice could be heard. “Sorry, the number you dialed is

Please try again later…”

froze, his heart sinking to the bottom of

Kane, this situation might be

the other side, Ol’ Mare Grand

“Miss Jackman.”

Dictator of the South carried Amber, striding into the

clasped his hands and bowed, grinning. “I’ve brought her to you. This little girl is stubborn,

of Alexander. Your call,

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family’s young lady, Bella, sat on the luxurious sofa in the

with bright red nail polish. She wore transparent

gently swaying them

her elevated position, Bella glanced down at Amber’s pale and delicate face,

indifferent as she said, “Where is

chance!”

and remained silent. Since marrying Alexander, she had never

to be shattered to pieces, she would never disclose

whereabouts.

Susanne, and your daughter, Olivia, live

voice chilling to the bone. “Miss Chesire, don’t doubt

Alexander killed my

must pay a sufficient

will die. If you don’t, I’ll find

methods. By

Chesire family

she stared at

martial artist, she had

have a

and calamity doesn’t

that she would not spare her mother and

now?” Bella pinched the nail polish brush, a

“Speak,

where is Alexander?”

as images of Susanne and

“He’s my husband, the most