Chapter 40

Chapter 0040

Everyone felt a strong wind, accompanied by the sound of a roaring engine.

Soon, a camouflage—painted armed helicopter descended vertically from a distance, landing right in front of the Grand Dynasty

Hotel.

It was Steve.

“Clear the way!”

Steve got out of the helicopter, his combat boots hitting the ground firmly, imposingly.

Having descended from the sky, he saw the densely packed crowd and everything outside the hotel. However, he did not notice

the golden plaque with Olivia’s name.

The crowd in front of the hotel’s main entrance parted like a tide, creating a three—meter—wide path as Steve, accompanied by

four fully armed elite soldiers, strode into the banquet hall.

“Uncle Steve!” Herbert's face lit up. He rushed forward and pulled Zoe along.

He was overjoyed!

Steve and Guinevere had been classmates, and they had even dated during their college days, though it eventually ended.

Thanks to this relationship, Steve had always looked after the Dorvall family, and their rise to becoming one of Ol' Mare’s leading

noble families was closely tied to him.

With Steve present, how much longer could Alexander keep up the charade?

This matter would finally end.

“This is my fiancee, Zoe Frankell,” Herbert said, enthusiastically introducing her.

Then, he pointed at Alexander, his expression turning menacing. “Uncle Steve, they caused trouble here. They injured my

family’s bodyguards!”

“Yes, it’s him and her!” With Steve there, Zoe was emboldened, her expression turning fierce. “Uncle Steve, you mustn't let them

off lightly. At the very least, break their legs! Bring them in, use harsh interrogation methods, or...eliminate them straight away!”

Steve narrowed his eyes, following Herbert and Zoe’s pointing fingers to the other side.

There, in the lavishly decorated banquet hall corridor beneath the vibrant multicolored lights, stood Alexander. He stood silently

with a

small smirk on his face.

It seemed that he had been sneering since Steve entered the hotel.

“You... M—Mister Kane?!” Steve's face turned pale as he stammered, forcefully changing his intended ‘Your Lordship‘ to ‘Mister

Kane’.

It was Alexander, again!

Steve was at a loss for words, deeply regretting his choices.

Why had he accepted the position of General in Ol‘ Mare? Why had he become a target whenever there was trouble?

Was it not enough that Neil troubled him, and Herbert had to add his stress?

Could these two troublemakers not pick on someone else? Why did all their problems have to come his way?

Steve was a nobody when compared to Alexander. He was not even fit to be Alexander’s shoeshine boy!

Herbert began to sense that something was amiss, and his heart pounded. “Uncle Steve, did you just address Alexander as

Mister Kane? Do... Do you know him? He’s-”

Amerciless, resounding slap echoed through the hall.

The furious Steve sent Herbert spinning with a powerful blow to the face. Then, he immediately bowed before Alexander

remorsefully.” Mister Kane, I didn’t realize you were here, and I’ve disrespected your presence. I hope you can forgive me.”

“Don’t worry about it.” Alexander waved it off and added with a faint smile, “General Gonzales, you’ve nad deep connections with

the prominent families in Ol‘ Mare during your service, and I won't delve into this matter. However, you must not neglect your

duty. I’m sure you understand my meaning. Please, move along.”

As if he had been granted a pardon, Steve swiftly exited with his four personal guards and slammed the hotel’s main doors shut

as they

left.

Herbert and Zoe stood still, feeling like they had fallen into an icy abyss. Their bodies chilled to the bone, and their hearts

trembled.

This was game over for them.

Even Herbert, who had the Dorvall family’s support, lost his will to resist. Regrets flooded his mind, and he wished he never

crossed paths

with Alexander as he was filled with profound remorse.

“W-What's...”

Even further away, the teachers from Olivia’s kindergarten, her classmates‘ parents, and even Patrick and Susanne, gaped at

Alexander.

They were shocked and in awe.

Amber, however, was different. She had seen Steve brutally beat Neil at Ol’ Mare Hospital.

For the rest, this was their first time witnessing the commanding presence of Steve, the General at Ol‘ Mare Military who seemed

to be so profoundly affected by a mere retired soldier.

Was Alexander just an ordinary ex—soldier?

Who was he really?

On the floor, Zoe tearfully clung to Herbert's arm. “Alexander, what the hell do you want?”

Herbert's face was grotesquely swollen. He was missing several teeth, and his mouth was a mess of blood. He wailed in pain,

seething with resentment and bitterness.

How he hated his fate.

Herbert's phone lay shattered on the ground, its screen cracked. Even if it had not been damaged, he would not dare call anyone

else at this point. Alexander’s display of power destroyed his hope.

He had lost, and he lost in a crushing defeat.

“What do I want, you ask?” Alexander chuckled. He glanced at Olivia dotingly, then turned to look down at Zoe. His gaze

immediately turned icy, sharp as a dagger, and shouted, “Max!”

A fiery red figure leaped from the second floor, a gleaming longsword in hand. In one swift motion, the blade was held at Zoe’s

throat.

At the same time, Alexander closed his eyes and calmly spoke, “You asked me what I wanted, Zoe. You humiliated my wife,

destroyed my marriage, and humiliated my daughter by locking her in a cage and setting her up to be torn apart by dogs! How

about putting yourself in

their shoes?

“You'll now receive your verdict: You must die!”

Zoe stiffened upon hearing this, and her throat tightened as she felt the chilling, impending death. She let out an instinctive

scream, “No... Alexander, you can’t-”

With a sharp swish, a cold gleam passed through the hotel’s grand lobby.

Blood splattered as a head rolled across the floor.

Zoe never managed to finish her final words before Maxine beheaded her.