His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

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Flynn was a powerhouse, a real force to be reckoned with.

In the blink of an eye, he moved so fast that he almost seemed to vanish.

Like a tiger breaking free from its chains, Flynn’s hands sliced through the air with a razor–sharp

whoosh, alming a devastating blow right at Alexander’s shoulders. His hands, poised like mighty. tiger

claws, were inches from striking.

“Sorry to break it to you, but you’ve made a bad call.”

Alexander remained seated calmly, not budging an Inch. With a casual flick of his Index and middle

finger, he countered Flynn’s attack.

“Make a mistake, you pay the price. Here’s yours.”

No sooner had he spoken than the outcome was clear.

Flynn’s seemingly unstoppable mighty punch was effortlessly plerced by two unseen forces as

sharp as winter’s chill.

Flynn’s knuckles crumbled to dust. His arm and shoulder bones followed sult, reduced to a gruesome

mix of shattered bone and flesh, utterly defenseless.

It was a classic case of the underdog striking back with a single, decisive move.

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Flynn’s speed was fearsome, but before his punch could graze Alexander’s shoulder, it was sent flying

back in a split second.

“No!”

In a burst of pain, Flynn’s scream tore through the air as he staggered back.

Staring at the mangled stump of his arm, Flynn’s mind reeled in disbelief. “No way, this can’t be

happening. Zabaleta doesn’t have anyone this good… Who are you, really?!”

‘Who am I? I’m the guy you never want to mess with,‘ Alexander thought.

Alexander’s gaze was steady as he addressed Flynn with a calm authority. “Run along and give Alice a

message. If she tries anything at Miss Briers‘ concert, she’ll learn the hard way what it

means to dig her own grave.

“Don’t question what I’m capable of. Make sure she never forgets the name Ol‘ Mare, Alexander. Now,

beat it!”

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Alexander, the infamous son–in–law of the Chesire family and the security chief of the New Chesire

Group, had his hands in the rise and fall of the Aaronson’s underground empire. He even played a part

in the crushing of the Zabaleta Campbell and Ledger families.

It dawned on him–he was Alexander.

Flynn bit down hard, fighting through the agony of his shattered arm. He shot Alexander a look. filled

with pure malice before he bolted out the door, his blood painting a crimson path behind him.

He had to reach the second young mistress and spill every detail of what went down.

Alexander’s days were numbered!

10 minutes later, in a quiet street near the Zimler Entertainment Group…

“Hmm?”

In the back of a swanky limo, Alice pinched a slender cigarette, eyeing the sorry state of Flynn, her

delicate brows arching slightly. “What’s this mess? Who at Zimler Entertainment has the guts to touch

you?”

Half–kneeling, propped up by two bodyguards, Flynn bowed to Alice, his voice laced with hysteria. ” It

was him, Alexander!”

The cigarette snapped between Alice’s fingers, and she crushed the glowing tip with a fierce pinch.

So, it was him.

The blood feud between her and Alexander was far from over.

Just a short while back, her brother Kent of the prestigious Sunhaven Sacco family was utterly

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humiliated by Alexander, a debacle that became the talk of the town among the Sunhaven elite.

Bitter and vengeful, she orchestrated a smear campaign against Wanda on the internet, only to watch

Alexander deftly dismantle her efforts.

Then, she was on her way to Zabaleta, determined to take over the Reynolds Group, clueless that she

had run into Alexander yet again.

“Miss Sacco!”

Flynn stood by the car, head lowered and teeth gritting audibly. “Alexander’s power is terrifying. Even at

my peak, with my vital energy at its zenith, I couldn’t block a single one of his moves.

“My advice? To take on Alexander, we’ll need to call in the family’s Envoys. It’s your call, Miss Sacco.”

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Beaten with just one move by someone at the pinnacle of vital energy? Was Alexander an energy

transformation Grandmaster?

Alice’s eyes narrowed as she mulled over that. A chilling laugh escaped her lips as she pulled out her

phone and dialed Owen. Her voice was teasing, almost flirtatious.

“Missed me, Owen? I’ve been in Zabaleta for two whole days. You said you’d be right behind me, didn’t

you? When you get here, bring some of your best.

“Want to guess what I’m planning? I’m going to rip Alexander to shreds!”

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