His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 354

Chapter 0354

The sounds of bodles collapsing echoed in quick succession until the lobby fell into a deathly silence.

Moments before, the Ledger and Campbell families had strutted about with unchecked arrogance. In

an instant, their reign came to a catastrophic end. Their finest warrlors lay lifeless, their bodies strewn

across the ground in the time It takes to blink.

“George, Ray.”

Alexander’s expression remained as impassive as If he had swatted away a nuisance of ants. He

addressed the two men with a calm command, “Clean house.”

George and Ray shuddered, instantly grasping the gravity of the situation.

They were no strangers to that grim task.

The Ledger and Campbell familles, anyone even remotely connected to the incident, were to be dealt

with ruthlessly.

The innocents, those uninvolved children, women, and youths, were herded off to welfare institutions,

stripped of the Zabaleta family’s once–glittering prestige.

Alexander’s words rang true. By dawn, the Ledger and Campbell dynasties would be nothing more

than a memory, dissipated like mist.

The night at Zabaleta was far from tranquil.

The staff at Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand Hotel and the guests ousted by the Saunders family remained

oblivious to the night’s dark deeds.

Only a few locals, peering from afar, caught a glimpse of the Zabaleta mayor’s official car leading a

police escorts. They made a brief appearance before

Campbell family,

away, perched on the rooftop

the distant Ol‘ Mare Seaside Grand

slight tremor.

fallen, yet the night vision scope cut through the darkness

van below was a grim sight, filled with the lifeless bodies of

family members.

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prestigious families had been

clutched her own

without realizing. “He took down the Ledgers and

chilling. But those familles… They had the backing of the northern

drifting northward, eyes narrowing

fiasco Zabaleta caused, the northern power players must be

the northern

rustic estate, a cry of anguish shattered the night’s stillness.

We’re

of the lament was a middle–aged man, his head wrapped in a white bandage,

resemblance to Harrey and was, in fact, the youngest

the Campbell patriarch, Viator.

of the northern Redwine estate, he stood alone, spared from the

befallen his kin.

of his family’s ruin had just reached him, and he had come here

the night’s silence. His last shred of hope

family of

with secrets, and the estate lay eerily quiet,

in Zabaleta

a brutal clash among the three major families

murmured that it was the shadowy hand of Ol‘

aiding the Saunders family

Campbell lines.

abuzz with speculation, and the Kane

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