His Lordship Alexander Kane

Amber shook her head, tears streaming down her face as she could not bear the thought of Alexander killing anyone. Even though he might have military experience and be skilled in combat, he would have to pay the price if he were to kill Elliot and others here!

Besides, how could Alexander eliminate the entire Dorvall family?

Everyone in Ol’ Mare knew the power and influence of the Dorvall family, with assets in the billions and connections in both legal and illegal circles. It was only because Zoe had the Dorvall family’s support that she could exile Amber and her family from the Chesire family.

The Dorvall family was untouchable!

“Do | scare you?” Alexander held Olivia and gently shook his head as he looked at Amber. He spoke with determination, “Rest assured, when | take lives, it’s as easy as ABC. There won't be any repercussions. If you have something to say, you can use sign language. I...”

Before Alexander could finish his sentence, Amber began to cry silently and hit his chest hard. ‘Please just stop talking! Leave, leave now!’ Amber thought.

“| understand...” Alexander hesitated, then nodded slowly. “I'll listen to you today and spare their despicable lives. Let’s go, Amber. We're going home.”

Alexander did not wait for Amber’s refusal and simply held her delicate waist, leading his family toward the exit. He paid them no attention to the onlookers, not even a glance.

“Khillp himb!”

Elliot, assisted by several bodyguards, had just gotten up. He stared at Alexander’s departing figure with madness in his eyes, letting out an indistinct roar from his tongue-severed mouth, “Khillp himb! Khillp himb nao!”

The surrounding people were confused for a moment, but then it clicked. In an instant, they all looked at Alexander with a murderous gaze.

Elliot was shouting at them to kill him.

“Let's kill that son of a bitch!”

“Kill him!”

“We must avenge Elliot and kill him...”

Elliot's bodyguards swiftly drew out gleaming knives, charging at Alexander from behind. Alexander turned, his movements lightning-fast.

The air was filled with piercing screams, and those men were sent flying and crashed to the ground, broken and battered. With bloodied faces, they all stared at Alexander with eyes full of fear.

“Now, no one will disturb us,” Alexander turned around once more, gently taking Amber’s delicate fingers in his hand as he spoke softly.

“| know you have many things you want to say and questions you want to ask, but don’t worry. Whatever damage your throat has suffered, | promise to heal it. | guarantee it!”

Holding Olivia and Amber, they walked out of the Imperial Bathhouse as if they were the only ones in the world. Alexander looked at his adorable daughter and gently spoke, “Olivia, where’s our home? Let's go back together.”NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“Um, i—it’s in the...” Olivia was a bit unsure about Alexander, but seeing Amber nod at her, she timidly continued, “It's in Belmont Hills. Grandpa and Grandma live with us there. We get off the bus at the last stop of Route 19, then turn left...”

Alexander’s heart tightened slightly. Belmont Hills was an old and somewhat run-down district located on the border of urban and rural areas. It had been included in the demolition plan years ago, and the Kane family had once planned to invest in the area. However, due to the car accident five years ago, the Kane family fell apart, and the investment plan naturally stopped.

Nonetheless, Alexander was surprised to find that Belmont Hills had not been demolished even after all these years. “We won't take the bus. | have a car,” Alexander said as he kissed Olivia’s cheek. He was about to make a call when suddenly...

“We've found them! They’re here!”

Aseries of screeching brakes coming from around the corner of a nearby street followed. It was Herbert and Zoe!

Sitting in a black Maybach, they glared at Alexander from the rear window. Following them were six Audi A8s, all occupied by Dorvall family bodyguards who rushed out of the vehicles and surrounded Alexander’s family.

“We got you now, Alexander!” Herbert and Zoe, surrounded by their bodyguards, approached Alexander with bitter expressions, both nursing a deep grudge.

At the Chesire Mansion, Alexander kicked Herbert so hard that his bones felt like they were about to shatter. Zoe was nearly strangled to death, so she had a silk scarf wrapped around her neck to hide the bruises.

They had never experienced such great humiliation and injustice in their lives.

“Aworthless man, a mute, and a little girl...” The more Herbert thought about it, the angrier he became. Then, he swiftly ordered, “What are you all waiting for? Beat them! Beat them ruthlessly! Kill them!”