His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0386 On the top floor of the hotel, in a deluxe VIP private room...** “Mister Kane, Miss Chesire, Miss Coral, this way, please.”

As soon as they walked out of the elevator, Roslyn acted fast and led the way with Blaine. They made way for Alexander, avoiding the guests who were around them. Once they all got into the private room, Roslyn hung a ‘Do Not Disturb‘ sign at the door.

No outsiders were in the room.

“Roslyn!” Arnold still had no idea what went wrong. He glared at Alexander viciously as he walked to Roslyn. “What are we doing here with this charlatan? We should've got the fast slayers to kill

him and cut him up at the hall-”

A heavy slap landed on Arnold’s face.

“Kneel to Mister Kane!”

Roslyn stared at her confounded cousin. Her chest heaved in her fury, and she could no longer hold back her hand that itched to slap him, to smack some sense into him. “What did | say just now? One more word, and | will cut off your tongue!”

“Roslyn...”

Arnold raised his hand and covered his cheek, not knowing what had happened. He could not understand why Roslyn slapped him.

He was defending the Saunders family. None of their guests in the hall would dare to speak a word had he killed Alexander, Amber, and Coral and fed their bodies to the dogs. The Saunders family had such power in Zabaleta!

“No, it’s not right. This is not right...”

Amold finally came to his senses after being stunned for a moment.

The room went quiet.

The head of the family, Roslyn, Blaine, his uncle, and even Amber and Coral were all silent.

The ‘charlatan‘ Alexander quietly poured himself some tea and drank it on the sofa as if no one and nothing was worth his attention.

Amber and Coral were at ease, not showing much emotion on their faces. On the other hand, +15 BONOS

‘W-What’s going on?” Arnold's head hurt so much that he was unable to think straight. He glanced at Roslyn and Blaine carefully, his heart racing.

He noticed that Roslyn’s forehead was sweating, and she was also trembling. Blaine was worse. Both his forehead and his back were drenched in sweat.

Alexander looked up after finishing the tea in his cup. He did not even look at the three members of the Saunders family. He said softly, “I don’t want to see this again.”

Roslyn sighed in relief.

The moment of silence earlier was only less than a minute, but to Roslyn, it seemed to have been a century-long. It was torturing. She felt so stressed that she almost fainted.

Next to her, Blaine finally could relax. He sank into the sofa as if he had lost all his strength. Roslyn and he knew how scary Alexander was.

This man-that mysterious, god-like man—could have wiped out the entire Saunders clan had he allowed his emotion to sink in. He was furious.

The Saunders family would have no chance against Alexander’s anger.

“Did you say you don’t want to see this again? Who the hell are you trying to scare?”

Arnold was finally seeing the picture, but when he heard Alexander, he was furious once again. Roslyn, Uncle, why are you both afraid of him?

“Even the mayor of Zabaleta is polite to our family! Who the hell does this man think he is? Does he think he is almighty? So what if he is? We'll fight him with all we have! Even if he has three

heads and six arms, we can...”

Crash!

Roslyn had just picked up the teapot and was about to pour Alexander a cup of tea. In her shock, the teapot and cup slipped from her hands. It dropped and broke into pieces.

“Idiot!”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

Blaine could not stand Arnold anymore. He lunged forward, picked up a piece of shattered glass from the ground, and pressed it firmly against Arnold’s throat. “Arnold, why didn’t you kneel when

told to kneel?

“How dare you offend Mister Kane again and again? How many lives do you have? Kneel and beg for mercy from Mister Kane. Make up for what you did wrong! Otherwise, | will cut off your neck

+15 BONOS

While Blaine spoke, the glass fragments in his hand dug into Arnold’s skin. Blood dripped from the torn skin, flowing down his neck and onto his collar.

Arnold got scared when he saw blood. He was completely dumbfounded.

He was the only and very beloved male younger member of the Saunder family. What crime could he have committed that made his beloved uncle, who had never spoken harshly to him, want to kill him?

Besides, he knew Blaine was not acting. He could sense his strong intent to kill. He was convinced that had he said one more word, he would be dead.

“Kneel? Do you think that’s enough? There is no need to beg for mercy and make amends.” Alexander glanced at Arnold, then gently beckoned to Amber and Coral. They turned and walked out of the private room. Alexander’s calm statement seemingly echoed in the room.

“I'll let you guys handle your family matters on your own. I’m expecting a good explanation from you all later.”