His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0431 “Callie is out.”

At New Chesire Group building’s ground floor, somewhere around an inconspicuous corner, six black—clad men in a van with a blocked number plate stared intently at Callie as she ran out from the lobby. They were ready to kill.

They had a clear maple leaf tattoo on the back of their neck. The slim man, who was the leader of the group, held a dagger in his hand. The muscles of his small arm were tensed with visible energy surrounding its surface. He was truly a Grandmaster of energy transformation.

“Alexander is upstairs. Boys, don’t act rashly. Let’s get out of here for now.”

The thin man’s gaze was razor-sharp. His gaze followed Callie until she ran into a bulletproof Bentley sedan with her face covered with tears, and they waited until the two Xanthos family bodyguards got into the car. Then, he ordered in a deep voice, “Keep up!”

The van's engine roared to life. They stayed close to Callie but never more than 200 meters apart. They went after Callie until they were out of Ol‘ Mare’s downtown area.

Unknown to them was that not long after they left, a Hummer SUV whistled out of the New Chesire Group’s underground car park. Ray Storm was the driver. With him were two elite members of the security team. Acting on Alexander’s order, they followed the Bentley sedan and the van at a high speed.

They were told to follow the group to their hiding place so they could pull out the person behind the curtain. “Alexander, is it true?”

Inside the New Chesire Group office, the employees from each department began to leave. Amber’s heart was racing as she clung to Alexander's arm. “Are you sure that someone is following Miss Xanthos? How many?”

Alexander nodded slowly. Before entering the office building, he had spotted the assassins lurking in the dark. Besides, he could sense the killing intent from a few streets nearby. He suspected there were no less than 50 people involved in the operation.

Those assassins were extraordinary in that they were able to sneak into Ol‘ Mare without being discovered by George Severn and Ray Storm. If they were local, they would surely be the elites.

“Compared to Callie, your safety means the most to me.” +15 BONOS

With Alexander in Ol Mare himself, Amber would be safe. Holding Amber’s hand, he slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. His eyes narrowed as he looked down at Ol‘ Mare City.

He was certain that those people came with bad intentions. At the same time, he was worried that Ray might not be able to handle the group that was after Callie. He made a quick decision to make sure they would catch the bad people that day.

“Amber, let’s go!” Without much hesitation, Alexander grabbed his wife’s hand and took her with him as he raced out of the office. He planned to get the assassins while they had their attention

on Callie. As long as Roy could buy him some time, he and Amber would be able to make it in time to wipe out all the killers.

About half an hour later, about 20 kilometers away from the New Chesire Group building, on the eastern outskirts of Ol‘ Mare city, an explosion ripped through the clouds.

Callie’s Bentley sedan tumbled and flew, its sturdy body twisted and deformed. It rolled in the air a dozen times and fell heavily to the ground, its bulletproof glass shattering and spraying more than

20 meters.

“This is not good!”

A few hundred meters away, Ray in his Hummer looked at the van in front of him from a distance, his heart sinking. He had not expected that.

Ever since he left the New Chesire Group, he had been closely following the van, never expecting that those killers had a remote—controlled bomb strapped to the Bentley. It was simply too late to stop them

“Ray, they’re getting out of the van!”

In the back seat, Ray’s two close friends, Ciro and Cian, were red with rage. “Boss said that we have to make sure Miss Xanthos is safe. Let’s fight!”From NôvelDrama.Org.

Ray slammed his foot on the brake. In a backhand motion, he reached for his sword and stared hard at the six men in black coming out of the van. Gritting his teeth, he decided to go all out.