His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0650 "Mister Kane, Miss Chesire, Miss Braine!" Wasyl made it to the penthouse in under two minutes, rapping on the door before stepping into the swanky suite reverently. "I'm hardly worthy to share a meal with you three. Help yourselves, I'll just stand guard." The dining room table was then set, the cart laden with an array of dishes—eight meat, eight veggie, and a couple of soups—all giving off a mouthwatering scent.

Sit.

Alexander took his place at the table, waved Wasyl over with a casual flick of his hand, and said calmly, ignoring the incident with the waitress, "When I say eat, you eat. No need to stand in the ceremony." As he spoke, he gestured towards a bowl of mushroom cream soup on the table and said in a low voice, "Give this a taste." "Of course!" Wasyl knew better than to refuse. He cautiously took a seat next to Alexander, scooped up a spoonful of the thick soup.

Without a hint of suspicion on his face, he pretended to bring it to his lips.

"Well done." Alexander gave a slow nod, then with a casual flick of his wrist...

Crash! The soup bowl slipped from Wasyl's grasp, spilling everywhere. He turned as white as a sheet and quickly stooped into a bow, stammering, "Mister Kane, I beg your pardon, I..." "It's not your fault." Alexander remained unfazed, his voice calm, "A moment ago..." He succinctly explained how a waitress had attempted to poison their meal, then added calmly, "Obviously, you were in the dark about this and had no secret dealings with the Cloud Tiger." Wasyl's mind raced, and then it clicked.

He understood.

The food was laced with poison. If he had been in cahoots with the Cloud Tiger, his act might hold up on the surface, but his reaction to the food would surely give him away.

Alexander had cleverly devised that test of Wasyl's loyalty. Then, it was crystal clear—Wasyl was fiercely loyal.

"We can't eat this food, and nothing else in the hotel is safe, either." Amber surveyed the table, deep in thought, then glanced out the window. "How about we eat out instead?" she suggested softly.

"And while we're at it, I'd love to examine the island's coconut trees more closely. Maybe I can come up with a brand-new skincare product

I from their natural ingredients." Amber could never put her work aside, not even for a moment...

Alexander looked at his wife with tender eyes and said warmly, "'Sounds like a plan!" On the other side of Coconut Wind Island, along the sun-kissed eastern shore, a brand-new private villa had just been unveiled.

That spot used to be a barren wasteland, untouched by human hands until the island's mysterious magnetic field disappeared. That's when Cloud Tiger and his crew set foot on the island, wasting no time in transforming it into their main base of operations.

""Boss, Alexander took me down!" The young waitress, her energy sapped by Alexander, gazed at Cloud Tiger with a mix of fear and despair. Seated on the couch, he was the picture of authority.

"Alexander saw right through our poison plot. The guys we snuck into the kitchen have all bailed out! "Alexander's gotta be a martial arts master... no less than a supreme grand martial at that!" Supreme grand martial...

Cloud Tiger towered at nearly six-foot-three, his skin sun-baked and his build muscular and intimidating. With a steely look, he surveyed the waitress and his other henchmen. "Can anyone clue me in on who

this Kane guy really is?" The henchmen looked at each other, each one's eyes reflecting the seriousness of the situation.

A dominant strength supreme grand martial, was not to be taken lightly.

After all, their boss, Cloud Tiger, had once been a force to reckon with on the Abangham battlefield. Then, ruling over Coconut Wind Island, he had become the top dog, backed by his loyal crew of over 200 and his own formidable martial arts prowess.

Kane was a supreme grand martial too? He was on the same level as the boss! "Rumor has it, he's the guy who married into the Wyverna's Ol' Mare Chesire family." > In front of Cloud Tiger, a bald muscle man leaned in and murmured, "Boss, the New Chesire Group's been booming lately. Their beauty and wellness products are hitting it big worldwide.

"If we strike now, rally the crew, and take down Alexander in one go, snatch Amber while we're at it, we could take over New Chesire Group! After that..." He did not get to finish. Cloud Tiger slowly shook his head, obviously not buying into the plan.

"Quinto." He eyed the bald man, took a moment to think, then said,

"If Kane's a supreme grand martial, we better not make a move. Let's keep our composure, and wait for him to leave Coconut Wind Island on his own. Everything will settle down.

"It's not about being afraid to stir the pot, it's about not needing to, gotit?!" Quinto Jabs, Cloud Tiger's right-hand man, his face twitched, then he gave a respectful fist salute, "Got it, boss." With that, he bowed out and backed away, exiting the villa's living room.

"Quinto!" No sooner had Quinto left the room that a few other bruisers quickly followed suit, only speaking once they were past the villa's gate. They spoke in hushed tones, with a hint of disbelief, "Did you see that? The boss... He seemed spooked, didn't he?" "Back in the day, in Abangham, the big boss was a daredevil, leading his crew on wild rides, dreaming big dreams. Now, he wouldn't even Cross a son-in-law who joined the Chesire family." "What's he got? Just some top-notch martial arts skills? We've got numbers on our side, we could take him down just by swarming him!" Quinto's stride broke for a split second, a flash of ice in his gaze ~ speeding up.

1 Cloud Tiger, once bold as a tiger, was then looking to retire on Coconut

~ Wind Island, and the crew was none too happy about it. If they could I off Alexander and snatch up the New Chesire Group, Quinto's stock I would skyrocket. He might even kick Cloud Tiger off the throne and become the new head honcho.

"Get Vidit on the line." Quinto's eyes narrowed, his voice dripping with menace. "Keep tabs on Alexander and Amber. If an opportunity comes up, great. If not, make one. The moment Amber's on her own, snatch her up for me! "And Alexander... Even if he's the cream of the martial arts crop, I've got ways to break him into a million pieces!" The muscle men around him did not miss a beat, nodding all at once.

"Understood!"