His Lordship Alexander Kane

‘B-Bring it on?”

Frank’s heart skipped a beat. He was horrified.

Alexander was no man. He was a monster! He swatted Walter with a slap and brought down Tom with just a kick! What sort of terrifying powers did he have? It was inhumane!

“It looks like no one else is up to fight.” Alexander, sitting on the couch, shook his head in disappointment. “I thought I'd be in for a fun time, but all | got were two puny humans. Mister Harley, | didn’t have enough fun. Shouldn’t you make it up to me?”

Make it up to him?

Frank shuddered. It slowly dawned on him. He turned to look at George before looking at Alexander once more. He smiled bitterly.

He lowered his head and knelt to the ground, prostrating himself. “I—! admit defeat!” he hoarsely declared. Thud! Thud! Thud! The others knelt and prostrated themselves, too. None of them dare to lift their heads. “M-Mister Kane, we admit defeat!”

“Hmph!” Alexander got up and towered over them with a glare. “You boys think you can try to make waves in Ol’ Mare? Pathetic. I'm only letting you live not because I’m in a good mood but because you're too insignificant to be killed.”

Then, he turned and left.

George exhaled. He swept a gaze at all the men and sneered at them before taking Ray with him and chasing after Alexander. A few minutes later...

“H...He’s gone.”

Frank, looking as though he survived a harrowing near-death experience, shakily lit up his cigarette. “Ahaha... | never thought I’d lose so badly...”

The other men were horrified too. Their faces paled and turned blue. They suddenly came to a realization. “Mister Harley, do you think that this Kane dude is from Province Town? There is no such powerful person in Ol’ Mare!”

Frank was instantly stunned. He nodded pensively. The colors on his face gradually faded away.

Had they truly been targeted by people in Province Town?

+15 BONOS

Half an hour later, at the parking lot in Severn Mansion.

The car slowly came to a halt. Ray immediately got out of the car and opened the door for Alexander.

Alexander said nothing much. He merely casually waved his hands to George and Ray before heading to his Red Porsche.

“S-Sir!” Ray hesitated for a while. He finally mustered up the courage. “I... | heard that they’re training hard over at New Chesire Group...”Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Alexander stopped in his tracks. He smiled.

Ever since taking over the Severn Group, George’s men, about 60 of them, had been training hard under Alexander’s guidance. They had improved so much that some of them could overpower Ray already.

Ray naturally did not want to be weaker than them.

“From tomorrow onward, the group’s training ground is open to you,” Alexander said without looking back. Then, he entered the Porsche.

Alexander’s offer shocked Ray to his core. It took him a while before he finally came around. He was so excited that his face turned red. He bowed at Alexander.

“Thank you, sir! Thank you for your kindness!”

George patted Ray’s shoulder, feeling happy for him.

Everything went unexpectedly smoothly that night.

No. He should say that Alexander was unexpectedly powerful.

It seemed like he did not understand Alexander enough.

The Lord of War truly was invincible!

“Mister Severn?” Ray watched as Alexander drove away, looking slightly

surprised. “Mister Kane isn’t driving toward Belmont Hills. He...took a different turn.”

George looked at where the Porsche was headed. He was stunned.