His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0400

In the hotel corridor, a gruesome scene unfolded as blood and gore splattered everywhere.

The first bodyguard’s move was the signal, and the rest followed suit without a second thought.

One snatched up a sinister–looking black spike, another brandished a rubber baton. Together, they

unleashed a frenzy of violence on Owen and Alice.

They were out for blood.

“No, no, stop!”

Owen, soaked in his own blood, writhed and screamed on the ground. His wounds were gaping. some

so deep his bones were laid bare. He sobbed until his voice broke.

“Alexander, please, I’m begging you, let me go! I’ll head back up North this instant and never step foot

in Zabaleta again, I swear on my life!

“Please, don’t kill me, I’m begging you! I’m the Redwine family’s second son. If you kill me, you’re

going to regret it, I promise you that!”

His pleas fell on deaf ears.

Alexander stood there, his gaze lowered as if the carnage before him was nothing new. His face. was a

mask of indifference.

He was the Lord of War, accustomed to fields strewn with the dead, rivers of blood, mountains of

bones. That was nothing.

What was the Redwine family of the North to the Lord of War? Mere dust.

They had dared to cross Wanda. In doing so, they had crossed the New Chesire Group. Their fate was

sealed from that moment–a dead end.

kill a woman? What

in a pool of blood on the corridor’s plush carpet, barely alive

were wild, desperate. “I’m a woman!

kin. Kill Owen and me, and you make enemies of both

families. They will never let this slide,

a shadow of

“Women can’t be killed?”

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world’s most formidable Lord of War, commander of the Alex Legion, he had taken down his

female adversaries on the

was as callous and deadly as a serpent’s, they did

had to be taken

you’re gone, your bodies will be returned to the

towered above Owen and Alice, looking down

flick of my wrist and they’re history. It they’re foolish enough to come. after me. I

to drag the whole Sacco family

Sacco bunch? They

words, he gestured with a casual flick

Redwine family’s bodyguards, eyes red with rage, needed no further

unleashed their fury with long swords, spikes, and rubber clubs, channeling all

assault on Owen and Alice’s

sound of the impact was sickening–two heads shattered

short as their bodies convulsed and then

moving the bodies

man known as Golden Wolf, his voice devold

itching for revenge for Owen, I’m

a reply, he turned on his heel and walked

“Alexander!”

the remains of his arm,

his mind, his eyes flashing with an intensity that

of the Redwine family in the north, the air

somber gravity.

The Redwine heirs had crossed Alexander, and they paid

for it.

shoulder bound in a makeshift sling, knelt before the family head. He

heavy with defeat. “Alexander’s power is