His Lordship Alexander Kane

I Chapter 0545 i Ywain was a blur of movement—his I attacks powerful and seemingly unstoppable. However, they were far I from sufficient. Outside the elite I elementary school, parents huddled : together, terrified. George lay wounded, and Louis was drenched in his own blood.

Onlookers from afar gasped in horror.

Amidst the sea of stares, Alexander cradled Olivia in his arms, utterly unconcerned about Ywain's wild assault.

He did not bother fighting back; instead, he took the full force of Ywain's desperate blow on his back. The collision sent a shockwave through the air, leaving behind a howling gale.

Ywain's crimson claws smashed against Alexander's unyielding spine, his long nails snapping like twigs. A fierce inner power surged forth, radiating outward for meters.

Such a blow would have destroyed a I concrete fortress but not Alexander.

I "Had enough?" - Alexander remained unscathed, Olivia I safe in his embrace. He cast a steely look [at Ywain, who was frenzied. "After you're gone, I will see your remains returned to the Xanthos family.

11As for the remaining shares of the Callie Group? I'll be collecting those myself. It's the price you pay for crossing me." With those final words, he supported Susanne with one hand, Olivia still in the other, and strode across the street toward the Mercedes-Benz, leaving Ywain behind. The fight was over, even if the rest of the world did not realize it.

Ywain's gaze was fixed on Alexander's back, and his lips quivered as if he were about to speak. However, no words emerged. He looked down at his claws and chuckled bitterly.

I He was defeated.

) Without Alexander lifting a finger, I Ywain's pride had crumbled. He realized I he was no more important than an ant I boasting about its own grandeur, I completely incapable of comprehending I the dragon's majesty. There he was, the esteemed leader of the Xanthos family, a mere speck compared to Alexander.

Crack, crack...

As onlookers gasped in surprise, Ywain's body began to fracture and fall apart. The devastating aftermath of his overexerted power struck him like a fragile vase shattering into a gruesome display of blood and bones. He was gone, completely and irrevocably.

"If I had known it would end like this, why would I even start?" Alexander gently patted his daughter's head from the comfort of his luxury Mercedes-Benz, his gaze drawn to

\ Ywain's lifeless form in the distance. He } shook his head slowly before giving a subtle wave to Louis and George nearby. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

I ee "George, Mister Briers, it's time we headed back." Two days had passed.

Louis and George were recovering, and Alexander had spent a brief but happy time with Olivia in O1' Mare before heading back to the north.

During the same two days, Ywain's broken body was delivered to the Xanthos family estate undamaged. His remains, encased in a simple cypress coffin, lay unburied in the heart of the ancestral hall, all alone.

"Dad! Dad..." Tacker stood next to the coffin, his mind seemingly shattered. He alternated between sobbing and laughing, with a

I vacant, crazed expression on his face.

"Even my father is gone. It must be Alexander's doing! I I "We're done. The Xanthos family is done.

I We have nothing left." (However, was everything truly gone? A short distance away, Callie stood in her simple white mourning gown, her pale face streaked with tears, gazing at her father's coffin and her brother, who was lost in his own world. She trembled, feeling vulnerable and alone.

Her father was dead.

Alex, her lifelong friend, had done it. No, Alex did not kill her father. Instead, her father had chosen to use the Blood Ignition Secret Technique that led to his fate.

"Miss." Outside the ancestral hall, a maid from the Xanthos family bowed to Callie, her

j voice choked with tears. "The head of the } family is gone. Please, try to find some peace. You should go see what's I happening outside.

I I "The guests who've come to mourn— I your uncles— they're causing a scene!" i