His Lordship Alexander Kane

When they returned home, Amber quickly got to work treating Susanne’s bruises. The slap on her mother’s face not only hurt her mother,

but it also hurt her as her daughter, too. Tears fell at the thought. “Don't cry. Amber. I’m fine.” Susanne wiped away Amber’s tears, having regained her composure after some time.

If it were not for Amber and Alexander, the police would have truly locked her up in prison. That would have been humiliating! She was already so old. If she were sentenced to prison, she would not want to live any longer!

“Come, Alex. I'd like to talk to you.” Susanne put on some medication and entered her bedroom. She waited for Alex to enter before closing

the door. “Mom, today’s incident is all my fault. | didn’t explain the card’s details to you,” Alexander admitted his mistake. Susanne looked at Alexander with a complicated gaze.

The manager told her that the card had at least 150 million dollars. Sure, Susanne supposed Alexander had a substantial amount of money after he bought the car, but she did not expect him to be that wealthy!

“Be honest with me. What have you been doing all these years?” Susanne took a deep breath. She looked glumn. She was not worried about being humiliated. She was more worried that Amber would get hurt.

Alexander smiled. He knew he could no longer hide from her. “I was homeless five years ago, and the company | founded was taken from me, too. | almost starved on the streets. It was Amber who rescued me. She made me who | am today.”

He took a deep breath as tears welled up in his eyes. “I left for five years because | wanted to make a name for myself. | wanted you all to have a good life so none of you will ever be mocked again.”

Susanne hesitated for a while before asking Alexander, “Well? What happened to you in the last five years?”

That was her biggest worry. She was worried that Alexander had done illegal work. Otherwise, where would he get so much money from?

Alexander smiled when he saw how nervous Susanne was. “I can promise you, Mom, that | really was enlisted, but | can’t say more than this. At least, not right now. This is a matter of national security. | hope you’ll understand.”

This persuaded Susanne slightly. She was still quite shocked about the scene at the bank. Alexander was so furious that he looked utterly terrifying!

Alexander’s behavior and actions were genuine; he treated her as if he was treating his birth mother. This was the first time Susanne felt so protected in her life. Even Patrick, her husband, had not stood up for her in this way before.

She truly felt appreciated. Alexander solemnly promised, “Please forgive me on this matter, Mom. | promise there won't be a next time.”

“It's fine. This isn’t your fault. Let’s get out of this room. | won't tell Amber about this matter.” Susanna shook her head and smiled. Patrick and Amber were still waiting for them outside, so she could not drag this on for too long.

Meanwhile, the furious Patrick was pacing about in the living room. “How could they beat her up just because of a bank card? This is illegal!”

He felt extremely upset that his wife got bullied. He hated himself for not being able to do anything. He could not even protect his family!

Even Amber felt odd about the situation. It was just a card. Why did it become so serious? She knew that there was quite a lot of money in the card, but why did that alarm the bank?NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

Alexander smiled helplessly. There were only about 30 cards like his in the entire world, and he had nine with him. It thus made sense that the bank hoped to maintain a good relationship with him.

“Let's just forget about it, Amber. It’s late. Let me buy everyone dinner,” Alexander said gently to distract everyone. +15 BONUS

After such an incident, he could not let his mother-in-law mave dinner. Amber had been working hard at the construction site too, and Alexander could not bear to let her work anymore in the kitchen. Thus, heading out to eat was the best option,

“But it’s expensive to eat out!” Susanna shook her head.

Although Alexander was wealthy, Susanne had been thrifty her whole life. She was not willing to spend that sort of money on eating out.

“Don’t worry about it, Mom and Dad! As long as it makes you happy, I’m willing to spend as much as it takes.” He added, “Amber, help Dad to the car. We're going out for dinner.” Then, he walked off to get the car.

Right at this moment, a Bentley pulled in through the small neighborhood gate.

“I'll stop here!” The owner of the Bentley stopped right in front of the gate.

“Dad, you're blocking others‘ path,” said a little girl to the Bentley's owner.

Tyron Cole replied to his daughter, tapping on her nose. “Silly girl, you don’t understand. You have to show off a good car! If you don’t park right here, no one will see our Bentley! If they don’t see our car, they won’t know how good our lives are!*

Tyron was dressed in a suit. He held his daughter’s hand and looked back, wanting to make sure he blocked the entire gate. “Let's go! We'll go get your aunt.”

They had just left when Alexander slowly drove his Porsche over. When he saw the Bentley blocking the gates, he furrowed his brow and

honked.

The security guard came out and shrugged helplessly. “The driver went in. You'll have to wait for a while.”

After such an incident, he could not let his mother-in-law mave dinner, Amber had been working hard at the construction site too, and

Alexander could not bear to let her work anymore in the kitchen. Thus, heading out to eat was the best option.

“But it's expensive to eat out!” Susanna shook her head.

Although Alexander was wealthy, Susanne had been thrifty her whole life. She was not willing to spend that sort of money on eating out.

“Don’t worry about it, Mom and Dad! As long as it makes you happy, I’m willing to spend as much as it takes.” He added, “Amber, help Dad to the car. We're going out for dinner.” Then, he walked off to get the car.

Right at this moment, a Bentley pulled in through the small neighborhood gate.

“I'll stop here!” The owner of the Bentley stopped right in front of the gate.

“Dad, you're blocking others‘ path,” said a little girl to the Bentley's owner.

Tyron Cole replied to his daughter, tapping on her nose. “Silly girl, you don’t understand. You have to show off a good car! If you don’t park right here, no one will see our Bentley! If they don’t see our car, they won’t know how good our lives are!”

Tyron was dressed in a suit. He held his daughter’s hand and looked back, wanting to make sure he blocked the entire gate. “Let's go! We'll go get your aunt.”

They had just left when Alexander slowly drove his Porsche over. When he saw the Bentley blocking the gates, he furrowed his brow and

honked.

The security guard came out and shrugged helplessly, “The driver went in. You'll have to wait for a while.”