His Lordship Alexander Kane

Chapter 0035 Moreover, how long had the Grand Dynasty Hotel’s chefs been preparing? When did the preparations begin? She knew nothing.

All Amber knew was that Alexander had gone above and beyond for Olivia’s birthday celebration. He must have put a tremendous amount of thought into this when he recruited the help of countless comrades and racked up numerous favors to create such a grand event.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

“It is impressive, but it’s a bit too extravagant... Too wasteful,” Patrick began, then sighed deeply. Forget it.

His precious granddaughter, Olivia, looked like a proud princess in her beautiful white dress. She joyously played in the thoughtfully prepared play area with her kindergarten friends, parents, and teachers.

Patrick had never seen Olivia so happy. Despite the lavish display, it was all for the sake of Olivia, and that made it all worthwhile.

The roaring engines abruptly interrupted Patrick’s thoughts. It was a motorcade. More specifically, it was the Dorvall family’s fleet of Audi cars!

Leading the way was a black Maybach, followed by over 30 Audi A6 sedans. With deafening engines, they forcefully carved a path through the dense crowd on the congested road leading to the Grand Dynasty Hotel.

Herbert and Zoe, flanked by more than a hundred bodyguards, marched through the chaos and the crowd to reach the hotel's entrance. The hotel’s security and traffic management staff dared not stop them, and they strode into the hotel’s lobby.

Tension filled the air. From a distance, Herbert and Zoe glared menacingly at Alexander’s face.

Herbert showed no hesitation as he pointed at the colorful lights adorning the banquet hall and ordered his men, “Take down these

decorations!”

Then, he pointed to Olivia playing with her kindergarten teachers and friends in the nearby play area. His expression oozed arrogance as he ordered, “And dismantle the play area! Kick out every attendee to Alexander's little party. Don’t leave a single one! So what if he’s holding a birthday party? | don’t give a damn!”

Some of the bodyguards took out their rubber batons, snatched the chairs from the banquet hall, and some even pulled out machetes.

It appeared like a full-blown brawl was imminent. “Abhh!” Screams rang out.

Not far from the banquet hall, parents, teachers, and classmates of Olivia who came for the party upon Alexander’s invitation grew terrified.

They had been promised free VIP packages and gold commemorative badges. To their sheer surprise, they were confronted with an intimidating display. They clung to their children, their faces drained of color as they trembled with fear.

Amber, Patrick, and Susanne all paled in shock, turning to Alexander.

“No need to panic,” Alexander said calmly, signaling to the onlookers. He then turned to face Herbert, seemingly regarding him as no more than a raving ant, his eyes brimming with mockery.

Was Herbert only capable of gathering only a few hundred bodyguards? Alexander found it laughable.

Herbert met Alexander’s calm demeanor with a fire of his own, saying. “What's with that look in your eyes, Alexander? Are you seriously putting on an act at this time? A few years in the military, some fighting skills, and you think you’re a tough guy? You might take on ten or even twenty men, but can you take on a hundred?”

Herbert continued. “You kicked me and dared to disrespect me at Sir Chesire’s birthday celebration. Today, we're settling both old and new scores. Let’s see if you'll still be this arrogant!”

Alexander chuckled at how Herbert did not seem to grasp his own insignificance. He had no idea what lay benind the title of the Lord of War-a force far beyond his imagination.

“You're actually laughing?”

Seeing Alexander’s calm demeanor, Herbert sensed something was amiss and looked around. However, he found himself brimming with

confidence.

With the entire birthday party hall at his fingertips, apart from the three members of the Chesire family, there were only the helpless kindergarten teachers and parents.

Those four elite soldiers who carried the mahogany casket into Donovan’s birthday event, along with the young lady in red, were nowhere

to be seen. Alexander was alone. What was there to fear?

Zoe, holding Herbert's arm, glared at Alexander and scoffed. “Don’t waste your time talking to him, Herbert.” She shot Amber a vicious look and added, “Wasn't he the one who ordered us to apologize and beg for forgiveness from that little girl? To kneel and plead with her? There’s no need to hold back; just break their legs and make them kneel! Guards, get in here!”

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