His Lordship Alexander Kane

At Alexander's declaration, Quon and Bram were both caught off-guard.

Lose everything? Declare Gael’s death? It was laughablel

“Dad, Mister Lacombe!”

On the corridor floor, Gael was a mess, beaten down by the guards. He struggled and howled in agony. pointing at Alexander desperately. “Stop talking to him. Just kill him! | want him dead!”

His wife, Nery, screamed, “Do it, Mister Lacombe! Kill him!”

The elder in green, known as Mister Lacombe, shared a look with Bram, then sneered. “Standing strong even

under my intense presence? Alexander, you've clearly reached the realm of energy transformation. So young. yet so capable. Truly impressive! Alas, you’re playing a dangerous game, clueless about the powers you're

provoking.” He stepped closer and narrowed his eyes. He met Alexander’s gaze with an intensity that could intimidate the faint-hearted.

As a formidable practitioner in energy transformation, he seamlessly integrated his spirit and vital energy. achieving a highly focused state of spirit. With just one look from Alexander, the unspoken message was

clear, inaction spoke louder than action.

The powerful gaze exuded an overwhelming intent, capable of effortlessly shattering the combat resolve of ordinary energy transformation fighters.

Alexander, on the other hand...

“Drop the act. It’s just embarrassing.” Alexander said, his gaze steady and unyielding. With a voice as frigid as ice, he commanded, “Leave!”

Boom!

To the onlookers. Alexander’s command was nothing more than just a word. However, for Quon, his word struck like lightning. It echoed in his mind and shattered his resolve.

The gap in their power was clear for all to see. Amber was clueless, and so were her old classmates. Even Drake and Wilhelm barely scratched the surface of understanding.

They watched in shock as Quon’s face turned ghostly pale as if struck by an Invisible force. He spat out a mouthful of blood with a guttural gasp and stumbled backward, collapsing to the ground with a thud. His feet scraped against the floor, kicking in vain before his body went rigid and still.

“Mister Lacombe?!” Bram and his daughter Nery were beside themselves with fear, rushing to his side. They crouched down to check for any sign of life, only to find none.

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“As | said,” Alexander spoke disinterestedly without even glancing at Quon’s corpse. “The Yablon family owes a debt that'll cost them everything. Gael’s fate is sealed. Now, does the head of the Yablon family have any further doubts?”

Bram shuddered, crouching on the chilled ground, his head lifting slowly. His lips trembled, struggling to form words that refused to come.

His heart was in agony.

Quon’s death was a mystery, his pillar of support shattered in an instant. The big-shot up north would be livid if he heard of Quon’s demise, and the Yablon family would not get off easy...

All because of that cursed Gael. Why on earth did he have to cross Alexander?!

“You might think I’m throwing my weight around,” Alexander said, his grip gentle on Amber’s hand as he glanced at the old classmates quaking in the hallway. With a reassuring smile, he added, “But you’re mistaken.

He gestured effortlessly. “Mister Hardy, the surveillance, please.” Drake blinked, caught off-guard, then quickly understood. “Bring up the surveillance footage, now!”

The security guards dashed off, returning in under five minutes with a flash drive and a tablet in hand. The video was quickly played.

The screen lit up, replaying the earlier confrontation in the hallway. “Look at that!”

“It's Gael It really is him!”

“He was harassing Amber...”

The footage was damning: Gael pursuing Amber out of the lounge, his intentions clear, and then Alexander stepping in to set things right. The evidence was undeniable.

“Gael, that despicable creature!” Amber's classmates, especially the one who dabbed away Gael’s blood, were seething. “He fooled us all. He was after Amber all along. It’s no wonder Mister Kane stepped in!” “Yeah, we were just accusing Mister Kane and Amber, but Gael was putting on an act the whole time!”

“It's no surprise he didn’t want us to see the security footage. He was playing games with the manager, trying to throw around Mister Hardy’s weight to push around Amber and Mister Kane...”

The other guys w

were red-faced with shame, kicking themselves for their mistake, and they quickly apologized to Alexander and Amber. “Amber, Mister Kane, we're so sorry. We got it all wrong. Gael’s a jerk who had it coming!”

“We've known each other for years, and we know what kind of person Amber is. We never should’ve doubted her.” A few of the girls gathered around Amber, guilt-ridden by their words and actions. “Amber, please don’t be

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be getting off easy if all he got was a beating!”

Amber’s lips quivered as she turned to look at Alexander, her heart swelling with emotion.Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

The video told the whole story.

She had been worried that Gael’s actions might ruin her friendships, but Alex had been considerate, taking her feelings into account.

“We've seen the video,” Alexander said with a gentle smile to Amber, then turned to the Yablon father and daughter with a cool gaze. “Head of the Yablon family, Miss Yablon, the truth is right here. Do you have

anything to say for yourselves?”