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 not

Please try again later…”

face froze, his heart sinking

Mister Kane, this situation

the other side, Ol’ Mare Grand Hotel, a top-floor

“Miss Jackman.”

the South carried Amber, striding into the suite,

clasped his hands and bowed, grinning. “I’ve brought her to

the whereabouts of Alexander. Your call, Miss

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

elegantly, adorned with bright

shoes, gently swaying them in

at Amber’s pale and delicate face, treating her

Her tone was indifferent as she said,

chance!”

and remained silent. Since marrying Alexander,

she were to be shattered to pieces,

whereabouts.

live in

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

Alexander killed my

he must pay a sufficient

both you and he will die. If you don’t, I’ll

methods. By

the entire Chesire family

froze as she stared

was not a martial artist, she had heard about the

have a

doesn’t extend to

so malicious that she would not spare

nail polish brush, a faint cold

“Speak,

where is Alexander?”

lip as images of Susanne and Olivia’s faces

waver. “He’s my husband, the most important person