Alexander expressed gratitude, "You really believe in me. Well, it will be a shame to let you down, but I cannot marry Sophia."Old Mr. Chen raised an intrigued eyebrow in response.Continuing, Alexander elaborated, "Sophia is a beautiful and kind girl, but my life is filled with complexities that might make her uncomfortable. I have numerous responsibilities and face many adversaries."Old Mr. Chen empathized, understanding the implications, "Regardless of whether you marry her or not, as long as we support you, your enemies might perceive us as their enemies as well.""Exactly," Alexander acknowledged, "But in the worst-case scenario, if she doesn't marry me, you can have a way out if I fail."Taking some time to ponder, Old Mr. Chen made an observation, "If I'm not mistaken, you're likely referring to internal family issues."Alexander's smile widened, appreciating the shrewdness of Old Mr. Chen. Indeed, Alexander's concerns revolved around the dynamics within the Greece family. De
After leaving the Chen family's residence, Alexander drove straight to Xander Entertainment, where he expected to find Monique. It was likely she would be there, as she had been involved in planning the concert organized by the company to propel it forward.Upon arriving, Alexander spotted Monique just as she stepped out of the company building. He immediately exited his car and, in a gentlemanly gesture, opened the door for her. "Let's go for a drive," he suggested.Taking the wheel of his sleek E63, Alexander drove while Monique settled into the passenger's seat. However, she sensed that something was bothering him. Curious and concerned, she asked, "What's wrong, Alex?"Alexander was not surprised by the use of his nickname. However, only his family and those intimately close to him had the privilege of calling him Alex. Addressing her question, he answered "I remember you mentioned Dustin recently," he began.Feeling a pang of guilt, Monique replied, "If I had known it would worry
"Apologies, sir, for the mistake. I assure you it won't occur again," Mr. Duncan humbly apologized, bowing in contrition.Alexander acknowledged his apology with a nod and motioned for him to take a seat, which Mr. Duncan promptly did."To begin with, I understand that our primary focus has been on food delivery. However, in order to expand and thrive in this competitive market, we need to diversify our services. Relying solely on food delivery won't be sufficient," Alexander explained.Mr. Duncan responded, "Indeed, sir. I've been contemplating that myself, which is why we've already begun delivering some raw materials to certain companies."Alexander acknowledged this but expressed his desire for more significant growth. "While that's a good start, the scale is still too limited," he said.Perplexed, Mr. Duncan inquired, "Sir, could you please clarify the kind of items you have in mind for us to deliver?"Alexander responded, "Certainly. Expanding into delivering raw materials is a
He appreciated her concern and smiled gratefully. "I know, Monique. But sometimes, it helps me gather my thoughts," he explained, understanding her intent.Monique nodded, accepting his response. "Well, do you trust me?" she asked.Alexander responded, "I have complete trust in you."To this, Monique replied, "Then go home and relax, I'll gather information about Allen for you."Alexander tried to interject, saying, "But!"However, before he could finish, Monique interrupted, understanding his concerns, "I know what you want to say, but remember, I still have strong ties with the Greece family. I can mobilize people and resources better than you can at the moment. However, my focus is on music, and that's where I channel my efforts."Feeling somewhat resigned, Alexander sighed and said, "Fine." He hailed a taxi and left his E63 for Monique.As Alexander drove away, Monique continued in the car for a while, eventually stopping at a peaceful location. There, seemingly out of nowhere, a
Seated lazily at home, Alexander was engrossed in watching television when suddenly a text message from Monique popped up on his phone. The message contained crucial information about Allen's current location and also touched on the connection with the Migan family.Frowning, Alexander coldly remarked, "It seems I was right about the Migan family's involvement, but I won't take matters into my own hands. I'll let Allen handle it, and I'll provide him with the necessary platform and power to bring them down."Lately, he really missed spending time with Isabelle, and though he wanted her to come back, he knew it wasn't possible due to the importance of what she was doing. The contact from Dustin made him aware that time was running out, and he hadn't forgotten about Hasen either.Getting up, he went to his garage, which housed high-profile cars. Since his E63 was with Monique, he had to choose another one to drive. He decided to head to Greenridge a remote village.Meanwhile in Greenrid
As Alexander was driving, he couldn't stop sneezing, prompting him to remark, "Who's plotting evil against me?" Despite the sneezing, he maintained a smile as he continued driving.Upon arriving at Greenridge, the sight of Alexander's Rolls Royce attracted significant attention. Villagers gathered around, craning their necks to catch a glimpse of the person inside the vehicle, but the tinted glass windows kept them from seeing him. Undeterred, Alexander mused to himself, "Maybe I can transform this village and give them a better life after solving the issues with Allen here."Finally parking his car, Alexander stepped out and approached one of the villagers, asking, "Do you know where I can find the Badly family?"The villager nodded eagerly and led Alexander to the Badly family's house, which appeared to have been recently destroyed, looking more dilapidated than others in the area.Expressing his gratitude, Alexander handed the villager some money, which made the villager overjoyed.
A little while later, the police officer who had instructed his colleague to apprehend Alexander walked over to the confinement area where they were detaining both Alexander and Allen's father.Curious, the officer inquired, "Who is Alexander?"Alexander chose not to respond, maintaining his silence. In that instance, the officer realized the question he had posed was quite senseless. Since he knew Allen's father, he should have been smart enough to deduce that the other individual was indeed Alexander.With a swift motion, the officer unlocked the cell and announced, "You both are free to leave now."Mr. Allen's father began to rise, but his intentions were halted by the icy demeanor displayed on Alexander's face, causing a shiver to run down Mr. Allen's spine. "Stay seated!" Alexander commanded.Perplexed, the officer frowned, retorting, "I am granting you your freedom. Do you have a desire to remain locked up here?""I told you, you will beg me right? Since you haven't pleaded with
Alexander gazed at the group of people before him, yet he didn't make a single motion. Mr. Badly, who happened to be Allen's father, displayed immense astonishment. His attention shifted towards Alexander's countenance, detecting no sign of surprise. It was as if Alexander had been fully prepared for this scenario. In truth, Alexander had indeed foreseen this turn of events ever since he had informed them that they would ultimately beg him to come out from his cell.Since Alexander seemed indifferent to their presence, the policemen persisted in their supplications. Some even resorted to bowing deeply and knocking their foreheads against the floor. A handful of them were already bleeding from their desperate actions."Stop!" At last, Alexander spoke out and rose from his seat before advancing towards the policemen. Mr. Allen trailed closely behind him. Upon reaching the entrance of the cell, Alexander's gaze fell upon the law enforcement officers. His face revealed no trace of compass
The onslaught of attacks was directed at Alexander, but rather peculiarly, it appeared as though they merely struck an invisible barrier before vanishing into thin air. This unexpected turn of events washed over Isabelle with a profound sense of relief, momentarily alleviating her apprehensions. However, her newfound comfort was abruptly replaced by a more profound sense of concern as she observed Alexander, who remained motionless, with his eyes firmly shut in an unsettling manner."Young Master!" Isabelle cried out once more, her voice trembling with anxiety, but there was still no sign of response from him.Notifying Lord Pluto and the rest of the group, she swiftly attempted to rush to Alexander's aid. However, an insurmountable obstacle barred her path, a formidable and turbulent force akin to an unyielding gale, effectively halting her advance.In a synchronized effort, both Captain Tiger and Captain Skeleton also endeavored to reach Alexander's side, but they, too, found the
Alexander wore a confident smile as he responded, "In the event of a clash between our forces, the outcome would undoubtedly be in our favor. While it's true that both of our factions possess great strength, the critical distinction lies in my approach. I don't merely seek personal power; I am dedicated to empowering my people. Behind me stand formidable martial artists and skilled weapon users, all contributing to our collective might."Captain Tiger guffawed heartily in response, "Our troops, in essence, serve as expendable pawns and sacrificial lambs – or, to put it bluntly, they're our meatshields. As leaders, it's our duty for our people to be willing to lay down their lives for us. The caveat is that we rely on their sacrifices to keep our operations afloat. Yet, as long as Captain Skeleton and I maintain our personal strength, it's sufficient to strike fear into our adversaries. This, in turn, ensures that our men don't meet their end quite so easily."With a sarcastic clap, Al
Alexander observed as Lord Pluto and his companions rose from the ground. Approaching them, he inquired, "Do you find yourselves persuaded?"Lord Pluto responded with a nod, lowering his head in acknowledgment. "Completely convinced," he affirmed.Terry and Townsend also signaled their agreement with affirmative nods. Isabelle, on the other hand, didn't need to express her belief; she had unwaveringly trusted Alexander from the beginning.Having settled the matter, Alexander addressed Isabelle with determination, saying, "There's no time for extensive preparations. Gather our people; we must march to battle immediately. Today, we shall seize control of Rhode Island."Isabelle responded with a nod, her smile reflecting her readiness, and she swiftly dispatched Terry and Townsend to carry out the orders.Alexander then turned to Lord Pluto, acknowledging the urgency, and said, "I'm certain your people are already preparing. Instead of coming here, they should head straight to where the
Upon disembarking from the vehicle alongside Lord Pluto, Alexander was met with a chorus of salutes from the newly formed merger of the Xander Mercenaries, their respect palpable in the air.With a gracious smile adorning his face, Alexander returned the salute to his loyal comrades. Meanwhile, a quartet of individuals, comprising Isabelle, Damien, Terry, and Townsend, made their way toward the charismatic duo of Alexander and Lord Pluto.Isabelle, ever conscious of the company present, initially exhibited a degree of restraint in her demeanor, but Alexander, driven by the warmth of their reunion, paid no heed to the onlookers and proceeded to embrace Isabelle, reaffirming their strong bond.He gently murmured into her ear, "You've put in a tremendous amount of effort," his words soft and reassuring. After sharing a heartfelt embrace that lasted for approximately two minutes, he released her from their warm hug. Isabelle found herself inundated with a whirlwind of emotions, yet she
"What one?" Alexander inquired, his brow furrowing in confusion as he struggled to grasp the gravity of Lord Pluto's words.In response, Lord Pluto's voice carried a somber tone as he recounted a past conversation, "During our initial encounter, Isabelle shared her audacious ambition with me – to conquer Rhode Island and emerge as the dominant power. I warned her that the existing peak forces in the region were formidable, and it seemed an insurmountable task, but she remained resolute."With a weary sigh, Lord Pluto continued to divulge, "I've taken precautionary measures since then; I've summoned my loyal followers and fortified my territory to shield it from external influences. It's not that I plan to betray them, but I'm not willing to jeopardize my life either so it's better i remain on the sidelines. Isabelle once mentioned that if her young master were present, dealing with these forces would be a breeze. Seeing you, you appear quite ordinary, which makes me wonder if she exag
Alexander found himself escorted by a group of heavily armed men who guided him through the encampment, ultimately leading him to their authoritative figure. The commanding presence he met was none other than Lord Pluto, the formidable leader of the Plutonian Force whom Isabelle was familiar with it.The Plutonian Force, the mercenary force that had recently isolated themselves and had strategically fortified their encampment, shutting themselves off from external affairs. Yet, the part of the coast where Alexander had made his unexpected arrival fell within their territory.Curiously, this region had been left less guarded, as the Plutonians didn't anticipate any visitors attempting to access their territory by sea, considering the treacherous waters teeming with wildlife posed a significant deterrent.So it was truly a surprise to see Alexander come from there.It was a genuine shock to witness Alexander emerge from that particular location."Kneel!" In a tense moment, one of the a
Alexander approached Freya with a graceful stride, lowering his head in a polite bow as he spoke, "I extend my heartfelt gratitude."He then turned his attention to Uncle Three and performed a similar courteous gesture, expressing his appreciation, "Thank you for your assistance."Uncle Three, a jovial twinkle in his eye, replied with a chuckle, "Oh, I didn't really contribute much. Had it not been for this powerful lady here, my second brother might have persisted."Alexander's lips curled into a warm smile, his appreciation unwavering, "Nevertheless, your decision to come here alone carries great significance."Uncle Three acknowledged the gravity of the situation with a nod, "I understand that you have important matters to discuss with her. I'll take my leave now, leaving you to your conversation."Alexander gave a subtle nod, his eyes locked on Uncle Three as his figure slowly faded from view. Before Alexander could utter a word, Freya's voice resonated with a mix of understandin
Uncle Three experienced a profound sense of shame due to Freya's words. Despite his unwavering faith in Alexander, he couldn't deny that Alexander's opponent possessed superior skills and abilities. Nevertheless, he made a deliberate choice to maintain his silence, mirroring Freya's stance. Uncle Three harbored an unspoken commitment that if ever Alexander found himself in mortal peril, he would instantly and unhesitatingly rush to his aid, ready to face any danger to protect his young master.Alexander and Silas remained entangled in their fierce battle. In this latest skirmish, the formidable force of their clash propelled Alexander, once more, to be forcefully hurled to the unforgiving ground. However, instead of immediately pursuing his fallen opponent, Silas chose to bide his time and observe, patiently allowing Alexander to rise on his own accord. Silas anticipated the moment of vulnerability that would arise when his adversary got back on his feet, ready to seize any opportu
Deep within the recesses of Uncle Two's mind, an intense desire burned within him, one he could scarcely admit even to himself. It was a wish, a sinister yearning, to violently dismantle Freya's world and force her to witness his merciless confrontation with Alexander. This desire was so powerful that it coursed through his every thought, yet he refrained from acting on it.Two primary reasons compelled Uncle Two to exercise caution. Firstly, he was unable to ascertain the true extent of Freya's abilities or her connections, leaving him in the dark regarding the potential consequences of his actions. Secondly, an overwhelming, ominous pressure seemed to emanate from Freya herself, a formidable force that served as a stark deterrent.Despite the fervent desire to bring Alexander to an end, Uncle Two cherished his own life, a natural instinct that whispered warnings of the grave dangers lurking should he tread recklessly on this treacherous path. In this delicate balance between desi