His Lordship Alexander Kane

At Zoe’s command, the bodyguards immediately grabbed their weapons. They swiftly swarmed like a pack of wolves with either rubber batons, chairs, alloy machetes, or baseball bats. All of them aimed at Alexander’s head.

“Ants will always be ants, no matter how many there are,” Alexander sneered. “If you still haven’t learned your lesson, you'll definitely

remember this one!” With these words, he raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist. A muffled explosion went off at that moment.

Amber, Patrick, Susanne, and Olivia in the distance—as well as the kindergarten teachers, parents, and even Zoe and Herbert— gazed in awe as Alexander made this simple gesture.

However, for the Dorvall family bodyguards charging toward him, it was as if a thunderclap had gone off in their ears. Their eardrums shattered almost entirely, and they stumbled as the world spun around them, blood trickling from their ears.

“Abhl” Screams filled the air as they clutched their ears, dropped their weapons, and writhed on the ground. In an instant, the scene turned chaotic.

The spacious corridor leading to the birthday banquet hall was over 30 meters long. The bodyguards had only reached the midpoint, about 10 meters from Alexander, when they were effortlessly wiped out, left powerless. Even the strongest bodyguard leader from the

Dorvall family had no chance to resist.

Alexander’s strength exceeded everyone’s imagination.

“H-How’s that possible?!”

Herbert and Zoe’s hearts pounded in their chests as they turned pale.

What had Alexander experienced over the last five years on the battlefield to develop such terrifying abilities? These were 120 well-trained, professional bodyguards, and he took them out by just clenching his fist!

It defied all reason!

“What weak guards you have,” mused Alexander, waving his hand. “Do you remember what | said? Kneel and beg for my daughter's forgiveness!”

Herbert clenched his fists, struggling to overcome the fear deep inside. Kneel and beg for forgiveness? Never!

“Do you really think | can’t deal with you?” Herbert’s voice trembled, but he stared defiantly at Alexander, gritting his teeth. “Do you know where we are? This is the Grand Dynasty Hotel! The hotel owner, Arnault Grant, is the Dorvall family’s business partner. They rely on our support to sustain their business! You want to host an event here and even want me to kneel and beg your daughter for forgiveness? You

must be out of your mind!” With that, Herbert quickly pulled out his phone and dialed a number. In less than ten seconds...

“Hello?” A respectful middle-aged voice sounded over the phone. “Is something the matter, Mister Herbert? I'll do anything | can in my

power. Just tell me what it is.”

Herbert glared at Alexander and snorted. “Arnault, I’m at the Grand Dynasty Hotel. Wherever you are or whatever you're doing, get here

now. You have twenty minutes. Hurry up!”

Arnault was stunned and sounded hesitant as he muttered, “B-But...”

“But, what?” Herbert shouted angrily. “Twenty minutes. If you’re even a minute late, you'll face the consequences!” 1/2

With that, he abruptly hung up the phone.

On the other side, in a luxurious villa’s living room, Arnault, a portly man, scratched his head and yelled, “For goodness’ sake, who made Mister Herbert so angry and let him take it out on me? Someone, prepare the car! We're going to the hotel!”

Roaring engines filled the air as a motorcade of three luxury cars sped toward the Grand Dynasty Hotel. In the hotel’s grand hall, Herbert ended his phone call smugly as he looked at Alexander.

“Hah! Once a worthless man, always a worthless man. So what if you know some martial arts or can take on a hundred people?” Herbert mocked. “Once Arnault gets here, he’ll cancel your event. We'll see how you're going to buy out the entire place for your birthday party!”

Herbert chuckled. “You're far from a match for me!”

Zoe, who had been frightened earlier, finally let out a sigh of relief. Seeing Alexander take down the Dorvall family’s bodyguards with a single move almost shattered her courage. Nonetheless, with Arnault coming to cancel the reservation, what chance did they have to host the birthday party?

Arnault was the hotel owner and had the authority to do so. At most, he would compensate Alexander for canceling the reservation, and they would then deal with Alexander!

“Alex...” Amber's face turned pale as her heart was filled with anxiety. What should they do? After all, they had booked the entire venue, and the birthday party was about to start. What if Arnault canceled it?

“Maybe we should compromise,” Amber suggested, her gaze pleading as she bit her bottom lip. “Alex, we don’t need them to apologize; let them leave. As long as the party goes smoothly and Olivia is happy, nothing else matters! I-I don’t want them to ruin Olivia’s birthday

party.”

Alexander was about to respond when Zoe interrupted him.

“Are you scared, Alexander? You don’t want your little party to be ruined? Well, it’s too late! I’m about to ruin your damned brat’s birthday party. I'll make you understand completely that no matter how good you are at fighting, you're still no match for Herbert!”

Alexander slowly narrowed his gaze. All this while, he was relatively unfazed. After all, such insignificant beings were not worthy of his

wrath.

However, for Zoe to call Olivia a ‘damned brat’...

She deserved a death sentence!

Zoe would soon realize how easy it was to die!

Time passed quickly. In less than 20 minutes, another commotion occurred outside the doors of the hotel lobby.

Amault, surrounded by a few bodyguards, managed to squeeze his way through the crowd at the entrance. He began to vent his anger as soon as he entered.

“Who troubled you, Mister Herbert? Tell me! They’re just asking for trouble!” Herbert waved for Arnault to come closer, then turned to Alexander with a sinister grin.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“This is the worthless man who rented the place today, Alexander Kane. He wanted to hold a birthday party for his daughter, yet did he even ask for my consent?”

“Enough nonsense,” Herbert continued. “Now, | want everyone here to leave. Also, he injured all of my subordinates. How are you going to make up for it?”

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