Chapter 136
His Lordship Alexander Kane
Alexander was so intimidating that the thugs immediately fled the scene. They grabbed their leaderâs corpse, squeezed into the
three SUVs they came in, and sped
off.
âAlright, you can open your eyes.â Alexander grabbed Amber's hands once more. He
smiled at Leslie and the others.
âI'll get the security from the main office to keep watch. You've all done a great deal. to protect the factory, so everyone will get a
bonus of fifteen thousand dollars!â
Leslie and the eight bodyguards got up to their feet, though struggling to do so.
However, the pain they felt did not seem that painful anymore. They bowed at
Alexander gratefully.
Not only did he not blame them for the incident, but he even rewarded them with.
such a huge bonus.
They would be more than willing to sacrifice their lives for New Chesire Group!
âIf anything like this happens in the future, you have to notify me immediately.â
Alexander held Amberâs hand and led her to the Porsche parked in the distance. He smiled at her, saying, âRemember, Iâm your
husband. Your problems are my
problems!â
Amber sat in the side passenger seat. She looked at Alexanderâs side profile and blushed a little. She nodded a little before
saying softly, âSâSo....where are wel
heading to now?â
Alexander drove and smilingly said, âI'll take you home to have a good rest so you can spend some time with your parents as
well. As for me, I have something to deal. with. I'll be back quickly.â
Three hours later, at the topâfloor suite of Aares Casino in Aaronson.
Mark smashed a bottle of expensive red wine on the floor. Needless to say, he was
furious.
His most trustworthy right-hand man had been killed with his neck twisted off, and 20 thugs could not even take down Alexander
Kane
They had utterly embarrassed him!
âHow dare he touch my men! He needs to be killed!â Mark slammed the coffee table violently. A few teacups were smashed, and
shards flew everywhere.
Mark turned to look at a bald man next to him. He said through gritted teeth, âGather everyone and head to Olâ Mare right away!
Kill Patrick Chesire and his family!â
The bald man hesitated for a bit before saying in a soft tone, âMister Aares, Alexander is not weak. Shouldnât we
Mark narrowed his gaze maliciously. âOkay, then! Since he knows how to fight, Iâll make sure he admits defeat! Saber, call Zoro
and John. Get them to come over right
away!â
The bald man, nicknamed Saber, was delighted.
Zoro and John were pros Mark hired from abroad. They were usually training in recluse. They were Markâs card up his sleeve!
He had to pay them 15 million dollars for every task he had for them. They were indisputably highly skilled. One of them alone
could go up against 100 fighters!
âMarkâ In less than half an hour, a blonde young man and an emaciatedâlooking man with a sword by his side walked into the
suite together.
They sat down opposite Mark. Their gaze gleamed coldly. âDonât forget our deal. 15
million dollars each time.â
Mark nodded. His gaze gleamed maniacally.
15 million dollars? Done deal
As long as they get rid of Patrick Chesire and his family and kill Alexander, he
would be able to get New Chesire Group under his control. By then, he would be willing to even pay them 150 million dollars, let
alone 15 million, without even
batting an eye!
âHead over to Olâ Mare and get it down now. First, take down Patrick Chesire, his
family, and Alexander. Then, get rid of George Severn as well!â
Mark narrowed his gaze dangerously. âGeorge Severn is close to Alexander. If we get
rid of the entire Severn family, Olâ Mare will be ours!â
The blonde, John, and the emaciatedâlooking man, Zoro, got up from the couch.
They followed behind Mark and were about to leave.
Right at this moment, someone yelled, âMister Aares!â
Someone had opened the doors to the suite. A subordinate frantically ran in and
yelled, âT-That guy from Olâ Mare is here!â
âWhat?â Mark scoffed. âWhy are you so nervous? Stand straight! How many of them
are there? Speak!â
The subordinate wiped away the sweat on his forehead. He was panting heavily. âJ... Just one... Itâs that guy from Olâ Mare,
Alexander Kane!â
Alexander Kane?
Mark furrowed his brow tightly before a slow, vicious smirk appeared on his face.
âAh. I was just about to look for him. Good for him to show himself. Since heâs here, we need to be a good host. Now that heâs in
my territory, he can dream of going back
home alive!â
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