His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0403

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It took less than five minutes for the bodyguard to return. He stood at the door, not entering, but

gesturing for someone to come in. “Mister Rabb, please.”

Kase walked in.

“George, what’s this all about?”

Kase swaggered into the office, plopped down across from George, and Jabbed a finger toward

Alexander scornfully. “I asked for a one–on–one. Why’s this guy here?! I want an answer!”

He was so full of himself, thinking he was the big shot.

George waved a hand, signaling Kase to chill, and explained with a grin. “He’s one of the crew.

You can trust him. Whatever you say here stays here.”

One of the crew?

Kase gave Alexander a quick once–over, found nothing off, and turned back to George, pointing a

finger. “Here’s the deal–recruitment.

“The boss says if you’re in, he’s got a golden ticket for you. You could be a big shot in Zabaleta, Ol

Mare, up North–anywhere but playing second fiddle to Alexander!

“And if you’re up to snuff, you could be the top dog, the Redwine family’s number one Envoy.

Whatever Alexander’s paying you, the boss will double it!”

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steal him

have had a death wish, but George

the inside but kept his

‘help me

hook with

clear: ‘Keep

“The boss also said…”

silent communication

in self–importance. “Soon, my Redwine family

Zabaleta’s

you’re the kingpin of Ol‘ Mare without the crown. Without Alexander,

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together some muscle from Ol‘ Mare to back the Redwine

sure you’re handsomely rewarded for

that what the Redwine family actually believed would

really switch sides to the Redwine

exactly who the ‘ally‘ sitting beside him was. Others might be in the dark,

knew the truth.

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stuff of legends, the Chesire family’s famous son–in–law, the security chief

Group. In truth, however, he

Lord Kane. He was a titan on equal footing with the mighty Regulus

strongest man alive!

back on Sir Kane for the Redwine family? Only if he had

a fool knew better than to

“Are you done talking?”

waste more time on this bit player. He casually

an old rule of war–don’t kill the messenger.

Now, beat

guy one