His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0397

“You got them?”

At the front row of the concert venue, Amber’s face brightened as Alexander came back. “No more

troublemakers, right? And…where did you take them?”

The dead need not be kept. They were to be discarded, forgotten.

“No need to worry about that.”

Alexander kept it brief, tenderly taking his wife’s hand with a reassuring smile. “As long as I’m here, no

small–time troublemaker can make a splash. The concert’s about to begin. Let’s enjoy

the show.”

He then turned his attention to the main stage, silently waiting for Wanda’s entrance.

“It’s time!”

Three kilometers from the pulsing heart of the concert, on the top floor of a towering office

building. Alice peered through her binoculars, her gaze fixed on the distant stage.

Her pretty face, once warm with excitement, then turned icy with frustration. “Why haven’t the

Envoys made their move? Where’s the fire? Why haven’t they lit it up yet?”

Next to her, Owen lowered his binoculars and faced the two Envoys standing behind him. His

voice was grave. “Any ideas on what’s happening?”

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The Envoys exchanged a look, each reading the concern in the other’s eyes. They were part of an elite

the four Envoys, each a master of their craft. The task was simple

a fire, nothing more. Nothing should have

Wanda had taken center stage, but her companions had

meant only one thing…

failed!” declared the Golden Wolf,

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Owen and Alice, his voice a whisper of unease. “I’m not sure what

something unstoppable

fire, and they didn’t come back. It’s likely… they’re

Dead?

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in the air, Owen’s expression darkened for a moment before he

icy. “It’s safe to assume Alexander Intervened… No, it wasn’t just him. There

Envoys wouldn’t fall to

with venom as she shot a hateful glance toward the concert. She

“Owen Alexander has to pay.

Owen interrupted, his

his eyes and glanced at the Saunders family with a dark edge to his

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us now; we can’t just jump the gun. Let’s

in the family tomorrow. We’ll round up all the Envoys

once and

lip, her gaze flickering back to the concert venue, her face twisted

resentment.

Alexander might as well savor their last night alive. They

morning light.

without a hitch, wrapping up

thank you enough

p.m., at the post–concert celebration, Wanda toasted Alexander and Amber, her eyes

it weren’t for Mister Kane stepping in, my concert would’ve

disaster!”

wine with a smile and a shake of their

a part of the New Chesire Group, and Wanda was not just

of New Chesire’s ‘Crystal Elegance