Chapter 213
His Lordship Alexander Kane
Just as Trevor was about to pounce on Coral...
Boom! A deafening explosion echoed through the air.
Four or five meters away, the soundproof solid wood door of the luxurious private room was blasted to pieces
by an incredibly powerful force. The wood fragments, glass shards, and even the high-strength alloy door frame were all
shattered into pieces, violently scattering within the room.
âWhat's happening?!â
Trevor was startled, and a shiver ran through his body. He hastily pulled up his pants and turned to look at the
door.
A faint figure of a man emerged from the door, shrouded by smoke and dust
This man stood outside the door, fists tightly clenched. The manâs gaze was like a sharp sword, staring fixedly at everyone
inside.
âBoss!â Spencer, who was on guard at the door, was petrified where he stood. He shook in sheer terror. âHe was so fast that I
couldnât even see him! He just rushed over...â
Whitney, who was next to Trevor, was visibly frightened, too. She quickly fumbled to put on her professional skirt that she had
just halfway taken off.
âDamn it!â
Enraged that Alexander ruined his plan, Trevor gritted his teeth and growled, âWho are you? This is my private room! What gives
you the right to come in? Spencer, get him out!â
Spencer hesitated for a moment and instinctively reached out his right hand, attempting to grab Alexanderâs
arm.
âGet lost!â
Alexanderâs face darkened. He reversed his hand, fiercely grabbing Spencer's wrist and slamming him to the ground with a loud
bang.
Alexander lifted Spencer off the floor and spun him like a windmill. Spencer was then slammed to the ground, unable to hold
back a miserable scream.
Whitney was thoroughly terrified. Reflexively, she covered her mouth and let out a sharp scream, âHelp! Someoneâs hurting us!â
âShut up!â Trevor suddenly turned, angrily rebuking Whitney. Then, he turned to look at Alexander viciously.â You pig. You think
you're good at fighting, huh? Let me tell you, Iâve trained in Sanda, practiced Judo, and-â
Alexander did not give him a chance to finish. With a slight movement, his figure blurred in place, and the next moment, he
appeared in front of Trevor, delivering a swift kick.
Wham!
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Trevor had not even seen Alexander's movement. His body spun in a circle and flew out, spitting out a large piece of bloody
broken teeth as he harshly crashed onto the floor of the karaoke. It felt like every bone in his body was about to break.
âYou're down after just one move?â Alexander snorted, not even bothering to look at Trevor. He quickly walked over to the
unconscious Coral on the sofa.
Her delicate face was pink, her clothes in disarray and revealing a large expanse of snowy white skin.
Alexander ignored Coralâs delicate figure. His movements, however, were incredibly precise. He neatly dressed her and checked
her breathing, ensuring she was otherwise stable. He sighed in relief.
Spencer, who had just been thrown to the ground by Alexander, staggered to his feet. He gave Alexander a fierce glare and
cursed, âKid, you dare to attack us? Just you wait!â
He limped toward the corridor, evidently wanting to get help.
âUgh, damn it... It hurts so much...â Trevor struggled to get up. Most of his teeth were gone, and he spoke with a whistling
sound, âYou got guts, boy, but you'll die a very ugly death tonight. I can promise you that!â
Meanwhile, Whitney trembled in fear. She ran over to support Trevorâs arm, daring to cast a few glances at Alexanderâs face.
Suddenly, she screamed, âHey, I know you! I heard Coral talk about you. This must be her
brother-in-law, Alexander Kane!â
Alexander Kane?
âI donât care who you are!â With Whitneyâs help, Trevor finally stabilized himself, grimacing. âTonight, both you
and Coral will die, especially Coral. I'll have my way with her, even when sheâs breathing her last!â
Alexander paid no attention to these two insignificant beings.
He supported Coralâs upper body, gently pressing on her philtrum until she slowly opened her eyes. Then, he spoke in a low
voice, âCoral, they just drugged you with ill intentions. How do you want me to kill them?â