His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0282

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This was Alexander Kane?

After a short moment of panic, Michael glared at Alexander and slowly retreated while saying, “What

are you doing here? Did Amber ask you to come here? Jerome told me all about you. You can fight

well…”

Michael retreated to the corner of the balcony where there was a potted plant. The potted plant looked

ordinary, but…

“Haha!” The moment he was by the plant, Michael reached his right hand out, grabbed a gold-plated

Sand Hawk pistol from the pot, and aimed it at Alexander.

He sneered. “Even if you could fight, I don’t think you would think that I have a gun, right?”

A gun?

Alexander smiled. He did not even look at the gun in Michael’s hand. “You imitated the New Chesire

Group’s Life One, falsified documents regarding that, and threatened Amber to give you her base.

Michael Lowenthal, did you do this on your own accord, or did Jerome instigate you?

“The answer will have to do with your life or death. Of course, you could lie too. I won’t mind.”

Michael blinked. He seemed to have heard the world’s funniest joke. He laughed for almost a minute.

Then, he wrapped his right index finger around the trigger of the gun. He waved his left hand at

Jerome. “Go to the living room downstairs. There is a pair of alloy handcuffs in the drawer of the coffee



Bring it

less than half a minute

glared at Alexander before yelling, “Mister

still aiming the pistol at Alexander, waved at

tighter! If he dares to resist, I’ll shoot

Jerome sneered maliciously. He quickly walked over to behind Alexander

Alexander’s hands together tightly.

I did as you asked.

Alexander. He sized up Alexander, and his grin grew

fighting, aren’t you, Alexander?

and beat up my men.

only have two words for you: Dream

malicious. He glared at Alexander and

breath on him. Just kill

back. I’ll give you fifty-no, sixty percent

How could

fun with

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the gun aimed in the middle of his head.

lewdly. “I’ve long wanted to try Ol’ Mare’s most beautiful

in my hand, do you think she’d be willing to sleep



he took his phone from his shorts. He was about

Alexander’s hands were cuffed behind his back, but his expression had not

my question. I guess

What?

Then, he looked at Alexander mockingly. “You’re still putting on a brave