His Lordship Alexander Kane

‘Show sincerity? Seek forgiveness?- ] In front of the Walbees family manor, Thorin knelt on the ground, listening to Frank's furious roat and the sound of the phone being hung up, feeling as though he had fallen nto any abyss. He tommed.

deathly pale.

J Jonathan. You beast!" Thorin, usually as steady as a mountain, had lost al his previous composure.

He pushed himself up from the ground with both hands. He grabbed his phone ercely, and ashe dialed Jonathan's ‘urbe, he roared hoarsely, "You'itte beast You damned mongrel! Tish I could" From the phone, a melodious and polite electronic volce sounded clearly. “The.

number you have dialed currently unavailable. Please ry again later."

Aflurry of hurried and anxious footsteps I

utter ruin!" ! What! / Jonathan's father, Horace, the current head of the Walbeer amily, instinctively covered his swollen cheek, is face ull of disboie. "Sir, the ister Kane you mentioned i the same Alexander rom the New Chesire Group? Wasn't he usta Son-in-law? How could he be abig shot behind the Redvine family? "And.. Jonathan told me that Alexander nasa graphite mine. He ust ordered assassins tosh over seize the graphite mine. For our Walbeer family, the significance of the graphite mine s immense. 1 think." Another slap, harder and aster than before, sent Horace staggering back, nearly falling to the ground!

done for. No vonder tht litle scum turned off his phone. He wanted to act ist

for Mister Kane? He was nat some son-in-law. The head of the Redwine

in the country! Helicopte! Prepare the helicopter now!" Thorin roated, his vice almost raspy. "Goto Watford Mining, Corporation ight away, nota second to lose 1 hope

for good!" Horaces heart semble. Dieegarding he pain on is face, he hasty pulled ait his phone and quickly contacted the

helicopter. Both 1 and Mister Walbeer Senior are in the front yard of the estate We need to head to Walford

Meal, in Pearson Tov, at the Ninth

of the miningarea, carrying