His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0401

In stark contrast to the Redwine family’s power plays, the Chesire family’s Baltimore Mansion in Ol

‘Mare was a picture of bliss and harmony.

“You’re Alex’s kin, right? You can’t be much older than me, surely one of his seniors!”

Susanne, bustling with hospitality, offered tea and refreshments to the middle–aged man lounging on

the sofa. “Ever since Alex joined our family, we haven’t had any relatives drop by. You’re the first…

What should I call you? I’m Alex’s mother–in–law, Susanne.”

The man on the sofa responded with a smile and a gentle shake of his head.

Of course, he was one of Alexander’s nearest and dearest. His father, in fact.

He was the patriarch of the Kane family, Caleb.

“Alex must be quite fond of you, huh? Your daughter’s name is…Amber, isn’t it?”

Caleb’s hair was just beginning to show signs of gray at the temples as he looked around the living

room. He spoke with a courteous tone, “I won’t be long, I have other matters to attend to. Since Alex

and Amber aren’t here, could I see their photos? I’m sorry I missed their wedding.”

Wedding?

Oh, the chaos of that wedding day was something best left unspoken.

A flicker of discomfort crossed Susanne’s face, but she quickly masked it with a smile. “Photos?

They hardly ever take any… Wait, I think I have one on my phone. Here, have a look.”

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phone and showed Caleb a picture of

Caleb commented softly,

and gave a respectful nod. “I should be going if

Susanne’s offer to stay for dinner, he left briskly with the elderly man in at his

gray

“What an odd man…”

watched Caleb walk away, murmuring to herself.

now. Time to pick up

nursery!”

“Oh, right!”

phone and headed out to

+15 BONOS

had just slid into his black bulletproof sedan parked outside

smile had vanished

“Sir?”

gray, seated next to Caleb, asked softly.

his head, his expression

son had

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it really matter anymore?

push any further. Together with

off at the gates

looking to patch things up with the young master, Miss Xanthos might just

turn to.”

family’s seasoned butler, whose eyes had lost none

murmured, “Had it not been for that past

would probably be