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

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,

— They were done for. No vonder tht litle scum turned off his phone. He wanted to act ist and report ate, planning to male a

Mister Kane? He was nat some son-in-law. The head

figure 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

good!" Horaces heart semble. Dieegarding he pain on is face, he hasty pulled ait

Senior are in the front yard of the estate We

at the Ninth Mining

by Heath soared slowly from the square of the miningarea, carrying over 20000 tons of freshly mined graphiteore, roaring