His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0405

It took less than 30 minutes for the patriarchs of the Fabio and Jentsch families to arrive, their

faces etched with gravity.

Among the northern tycoons, the Fablos and Jentsches were staunch allies of the Redwine family.

Dallas might have been a young gun in the Redwine family, but everyone knew he was the heir

apparent. His call to arms was not to be taken lightly.

“Let’s cut to the chase,” Dallas said, locking eyes with the two family heads. “We’re all on the

same side here, so I’ll spare you the small talk. We’re here for one reason–to take Zabaleta and

claim Ol‘ Mare for ourselves.”

Zabaleta, the crown jewel of the southeast, was a port city overflowing with resources. Ol‘ Mare,

straddling the vital territories of Aaronson and Sunhaven, was a prize worth fighting for.

Taking down Zabaleta and Ol‘ Mare would have meant they had the southeast in their pocket. The

Redwine family would have shot straight to the top, giving those northern big shots a run for their

money!

“The real thorn in our side at Ol‘ Mare is Alexander. As for Zabaleta, it’s the Saunders family…”

Wido Jentsch, head honcho of the Jentsch family, and Gibson Fabio, the big guy from the Fabio

family, locked eyes before Gibson leaned in and murmured, “We can handle the Saunders bunch,

any tricks up your sleeve? We’re all in

on us.”

low chuckle, “No tricks, no

What?!

Gibson were floored, their faces

for a double takedown of Zabaleta and Ol‘ Mare? That was crazy

plan with our families‘

their faces and smirked,

a heavyweight champ

are toast! It’s like squashing bugs–why overthink it? We go

and it’s

Gibson’s eyes

15 BONDS

the Saunders family was the top dog, but

look Eke

to some as Of Mare, in the mix, they could not hope to

raw power,

little bro didn’t

us four top–notch Envoys.” Dallas said with a

his face. “However, the roots of the Redwine family run

even scratched. This time around, we’re bringing out the big guns–the Quickle

from the north!”

The Quickle brothers?

and Gibson were floored, their faces a picture of

brother was a Grandmaster, a

down any run–of–the–mill supreme grand