His Lordship Alexander Kane

As Harry choked him, Neil no longer felt the floor beneath him. His face was turning blue, yet he was oddly excited.

As expected, Harry was furious.

The madder, the better.

“Ugh, ack! Harry, let me go! I'll explain...” Neil coughed. He forced a few tears out, giving an award-winning worthy performance. “Ever since you left for Province. Tow, Dad had to rest at home due to old age. Patrick is crippled, and I’m the only one

caring for the entire Chesire family.

“| pitied Patrick’s family, so | tried my best to find a husband for Amber to marry into our family... All that, and none of them appreciate our kindness. They had been holding a grudge on the Chesire family over this matter ever since.”

The panting Harry threw Neil onto the couch by the side and commanded through gritted teeth, “Continue.”

Neil took a few gasps before lighting a cigarette for himself and Harry. “I never thought that Amber could hold such a grudge. What an ungrateful bitch, she is,” he

remarked, sounding as though pained by Amber. “She climbed the bed of one of the thugs of the Ol‘ Mare underworld, George Severn! She embarrassed our entire family!

“Now, she has also formed New Chesire Group. She even declared cutting ties with the Chesire family! Dad turned out this way because their actions got to him. He is completely paralyzed right now. Harry, you must avenge Dad!”

Neil's eyes reddened. He looked like a completely different person than the one he was at the hospital the other day. At that moment, he seemed like a caring son. “Damn it! Damn all of them!” Harry was like a wild beast gone berserk. He was trembling furiously. He clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles cracked.

Neil looked at Harry and mentally sneered.

He won.

The only person that knew what happened was Jerome and Donovan. Jerome was one of his own; he did not need to worry. Donovan, on the other hand, was a paralyzed person. He could not talk at all.

From what it looked like, the foolish Harry believed what he said. He managed to convince him that Patrick and Amber were to blame for Donovan’s pathetic state.

“There is more, Harry.” Neil’s eyes gleamed viciously, but it was skillfully masked as he sighed as though afraid. “Harry, | have to warn you, Patrick is no longer the same cripple in the past. He declared that if you return to Ol' Mare and interfere with the Chesire family, he'll make sure you suffer.” “Did he really say that? How dare that man threaten me!” Harry roared. He stomped the floor, causing the marble floor to instantly crack.

He looked like a wild beast with veins popping on his forehead.

“I'm sorry for being late, Dad. I'll make those who oppress you suffer, even if one of them is my brother!”

Harry clenched his fists hard and looked at Donovan in bed. Then, he looked at Neil and barked, “Neil, | don’t care how the Chesire family turns out in your hands, but if you dare to let Dad suffer one bit, I'll never forgive you!”

rry waved his hands. “Men, let's move.”

Harry

Agroup of burly men followed Harry out of the mansion, leaving only Neil and Donovan in the room.

Neil grinned; he had gotten what he wanted. He managed to provoke Harry, having. understood him so well.

“Well, Dad, looks like that idiot Harry has left. Say, do you think Patrick and his family will survive the night?” Neil patted Donovan’s face and snickered. “Were you

ving to tell the truth just now? Hehe...”

Neil suddenly choked Donovan. He looked ferocious. “Even if you could speak, even if Harry finds out about the truth and comes for me, I'll drag you to hell with me!”

Donovan shuddered. He could not control his tears.

He thought to himself, ‘Harry, Patrick... I'm so sorry! Neil’s a monster!

Meanwhile, at Belmont Hills.

Olivia was in kindergarten the whole day. Alexander was still overseeing the training of the bodyguards behind the New Chesire Group building.

Amber and Patrick had someone send them home.

The family of three were happily having lunch together.

“| went to the supermarket and bought a great bottle of wine today! | wanted to let your father try a little!”

Susanne picked up her cutlery. She looked confused. “Alexander shouldn’t be busy, right? Isn’t he the Head of Security? Why isn’t he back with you all?”

“He'll be back soon.” Amber smiled. “He’s training the guards. He has set up a lot of obstacles for the guards and is assessing them himself. He'll be back when he’s done.

Susanne was a little stunned. She quickly picked up a few dishes. “Well, I'll keep this for him, then. I'll reheat it for him when he returns. He’s working so hard. | can’t let him just eat leftovers...” she said while heading to the fridge.

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Aloud bang rang out as the door was kicked down. The door and the frame flew into the living room and landed on the floor. “Ah!” Susanne shuddered and screamed in fright. The dishes in her hands fell to the

floor, and food spilled all over.

Amber was equally shocked. Her cutlery dropped from her hands.

Patrick shivered as well.

He subconsciously looked toward the door. He was surprised yet delighted. “Harry! Why are you here? You could’ve knocked. Why...”

It was Harry, standing right by the door with his fists clenched. +15 BONUS

He glared at Patrick and his family. “You have no right to call my name, Patrick. How dare you make Dad suffer? Don’t you dare deny it! If you dare lie, I'll kill you right away!”