His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0395

Owen did not waste any time.

At 3 p.m., a plane from the north made its descent into Zabaleta International Airport.

Its approach was marked by the sound of rushing air. Four burly men strode out in a single file, their

faces as unmemorable as anyone would find on farmers across the countryside.

However, their hands told a different story. Thick and calloused, they were the hands of men who

knew their way around a fight.

Flanking their charge, two on each side, they escorted the Redwine family’s second son from the

airport’s VIP lane into a sleek stretch limo, bound for the Zabaleta Grand Hotel at breakneck speed.

“Alexander’s in Zabaleta too? Now that’s something!”

Owen Redwine, the heir in question, lounged in the limo’s backseat dressed in a casual suit. He played

with a dossier on Zabaleta’s power players, a smirk tugging at his lips, his disdain for the

place as clear as day.

Zabaleta was small fry compared to the might of the Redwines up north.

The place had been a hot mess recently, with the Ledgers and Campbells going down in flames

overnight.

The northern elite had been circling like vultures, each wanting a piece of the pie. However,

Roslyn, against all odds, had taken charge with a vengeance, setting up a new pecking order in no

time.

Saunders, take over Zabaleta’s

at it…wipe Alexander off the

got here

Zabaleta’s swanky top–floor presidential

sheer silk nightie, flung herself at Owen with a flirtatious

left the door open!”

arms around Alice with a satisfied grin as he sparked

you make me feel the same,” Alice purred,

with a dangerous allure, hinted at her

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shadows, and Wanda is their star performer.

is just the first step of my

let out a plume of smoke, his laugh deep and menacing. “Wanda’s concert

eight, right?

choose any two of the Envoys waiting outside. With them on our side,

He’s as good

laughter was light and mocking, the glint in her

the Sacco family’s secret weapons from the north stood ready, each one a

at their peak. With their intervention,

chance.

p.m. at

crowd was a living, breathing entity,

you every

five minutes to go!

Wanda, and my heart’s about to leap