Chapter 395
His Lordship Alexander Kane
Chapter 0395
Owen did not waste any time.
At 3 p.m., a plane from the north made its descent into Zabaleta International Airport.
Its approach was marked by the sound of rushing air. Four burly men strode out in a single file, their faces as unmemorable as
anyone would find on farmers across the countryside.
However, their hands told a different story. Thick and calloused, they were the hands of men who
knew their way around a fight.
Flanking their charge, two on each side, they escorted the Redwine familyâs second son from the airportâs VIP lane into a sleek
stretch limo, bound for the Zabaleta Grand Hotel at breakneck speed.
âAlexander's in Zabaleta too? Now thatâs something!â
Owen Redwine, the heir in question, lounged in the limoâs backseat dressed in a casual suit. He played with a dossier on
Zabaletaâs power players, a smirk tugging at his lips, his disdain for the
place as clear as day.
Zabaleta was small fry compared to the might of the Redwines up north.
The place had been a hot mess recently, with the Ledgers and Campbells going down in flames
overnight.
The northern elite had been circling like vultures, each wanting a piece of the pie. However,
Roslyn, against all odds, had taken charge with a vengeance, setting up a new pecking order in no
time.
Owen's mission was crystal clear: crush the Saunders, take over Zabaletaâs underworld, and while he was at it...wipe Alexander
off the map.
âOwen, you got here quickly.â
At the Zabaletaâs swanky topâfloor presidential suite.
Alice, clad in a sheer silk nightie, flung herself at Owen with a flirtatious pout. âMiss me? Oh...we
left the door open!â
Owen wrapped his arms around Alice with a satisfied grin as he sparked up a Cuban cigar.
âOwen, now that you're all cozy, it's only fair you make me feel the same,â Alice purred, nestled against his chest. Her cheeks,
flushed with a dangerous allure, hinted at her cunning nature.
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âAlexander runs Zimter Entertainment from the shadows, and Wanda is their star performer. Bringing down her concert is just the
first step of my plan!â
Owen let out a plume of smoke, his laugh deep and menacing. âWandaâs concert is tonight at
eight, right?
âJust choose any two of the Envoys waiting outside. With them on our side, not even Alexanderâs tricks can save him. Heâs as
good as gone!â
Alice laughter was light and mocking, the glint in her eyes growing sharper by the second.
Outside, the Sacco familyâs secret weapons from the north stood ready, each one a master of energy transformation at their
peak. With their intervention, Wandaâs concert did not stand a
chance.
The clock struck 7:55 p.m. at the sprawling Zabaleta Stadium.
The crowd was a living, breathing entity, every seat filled.
âAhh. Wanda! Weâre with you every step of the way!â
âOnly five minutes to go! Wanda, I love you!â
âTm about to see Wanda, and my heart's about to leap right out of my throat...â
As the concert began to unfold, the stadium was engulfed in a tidal wave of cheers. Fans from across the nation and even from
overseas, their glow sticks held high, roared their adoration
towards the stage.
Alexander, Amber, Coral, George, and Ray sat front and center, the prime spot for the upcoming spectacle of lights and sounds.
âAlexâ
Over the buzz of the crowd, Amber whispered into Alexanderâs ear, her face etched with concern. Flynn, the guy you took down
before, is threatening to mess up Wandaâs concert. Arenât you a bit
worried?â
Alexander just smiled and shook his head.
Worried? As if.
The arena was huge, packed with over 40000 fans, but most were just regular folks, no hint of a fighterâs energy about them.
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The only two who stood out were tucked away in the back left corner, a good 200 meters off.
If they even thought about causing trouble, they would have gotten a taste of the Lord of Warâs swift justice!