His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0652 Three SUVs tore into view, skidding to a stop outside the cafe.’ "Quinto, Vidit's a goner!" A squad of burly men barged into the cafe. A man with a beard crouched beside Vidit, checking his condition, then stood and gave Quinto a grim shake of the head. "He's hanging by a thread. Won't die, but he's looking at a lifetime in bed. Best case, he's a vegetable." Alexander... The man was a supreme grand martial for a reason. His touch was lethal.

Quinto narrowed his eyes at the fallen Vidit, then marched up to the bar, fixing the waiter with an icy glare. "Talk. What went down here? Give me the details." The waiter, ghost-white and quivering, fumbled with the surveillance footage, fast-forwarding through the frames as he stuttered, "The gentleman, he...he said..." Echoing Alexander's exact words, the shopkeeper's voice broke into a sob, "Mister Jabs, we've paid our dues to you every month, to the last penny. We're not involved in this mess, and we wouldn't dare cross you, not in a million years!" "Of course, you wouldn't dare!" Quinto finished watching the surveillance footage and ignored Vidit

sprawled on the floor. He strode out of the coffee shop with his crew in tow, then paused and fixed his gaze on the man with the scruffy beard.

"Alexander's on high alert. That fool Vidit thought he could snatch Amber right from under Alexander's nose. Pure fantasy! "However, now Alexander's got his guard up, making our job to snatch Amber that much tougher... Beard, we've got to switch up our game plan. Alexander's busy with the Cloud Tiger, but us..." His voice trailed off, growing softer with each word until he was whispering secrets meant only for the bearded man's ears.

"Go see Alexander. Tell him I'm looking to make a deal." Adeal? The man known as Beard blinked in surprise, then a realization dawned on him, and he nodded briskly.

"Got it!" Half an hour later at the Grand Coconut Wind Hotel.

"I came all this way to Grand Coconut Wind Island and barely got to enjoy myself, all thanks to that scoundrel, Cloud Tiger!" Coral lounged by the hotel pool in her bikini, her lips pursed in a pout as she wallowed in the water, her face etched with frustration. "Let's just head back to Ol' Mare, cousin. Wasyl handling the coconut sales 2/5

for us. Sticking around here is pointless." y Alexander leaned against the edge of the pool, his eyes following Amber and Coral as they splashed and played, a faint smile playing on his lips. "We could head back to O1' Mare, sure, but first..." "Mister Kane!" Just then, Wasyl came rushing over, his head bowed, careful not to look at Amber and Coral enjoying their swim. He spoke in a hushed tone, "I've just been contacted by someone close to Quinto, a right- hand man known as Beard!" Quinto? Alexander's face remained unreadable as he murmured, "Go on." "Quinto's the heavy hitter of the Cloud Tigers." Still stooping, Wasyl whispered, "Beard's the guy Quinto trusts the most. He's the one I deal with for the protection fees from my travel agency.

"He called me up. Said Quinto wants a meeting, wants to sit down with you, Mister Kane." Asit-down? Alexander gave nothing away. He glanced toward the entrance of the Grand Coconut Breeze Hotel and then back again, giving Amber and Coral a reassuring wave, "I'll be right back, just need to step out for a

sec.

"Don't worry about safety. I've got eyes on everything within a kilometer—nothing dangerous gets past me." With that, he strode off with Wasyl, making a beeline for the hotel's front door.

It was not more than a few seconds later.

"You must be Mister Kane?" Outside the hotel's grand entrance, Beard stood with a couple of his guys, spotting Alexander from a distance. He came forward with a welcoming grin, "On behalf of Quinto, I gotta apologize. That little mix-up at the cafe? All just a big misunderstanding.

"Oh, one more thing, Vidit got taken down by Mister Kane, and he had it coming. Quinto says he's letting it slide and really wants to be pals with Mister Kane!" Pals? Alexander chuckled.

"Is that it?" he asked.

His eyes were steely, his voice emotionless. "Well, if that's everything, go tell Quinto that neither he nor the so-called Cloud Tiger can throw their weight around on Coconut Wind Island.

""He wants to be my friend? He doesn't have what it takes!" What?!

The bearded man's face went pale, anger simmering beneath the surface, his words laced with a veiled threat, "Mister Kane, don't be so final. You might be the top dog around here, but Quinto's no slouch either! "Let's cut to the chase since we're alone. If you're up for teaming up with Quinto to knock the Cloud Tiger off his throne, Quinto's ready to cut you in on the deal, offering up to seventy percent of the take! "Or else...

"Just a flick of Quinto's wrist, and his crew will come at you full force.

Even someone as tough as you might not live to see another sunrise!"