His Lordship Alexander Kane by Useless Caesar

Chapter 0110

In a particular living room in Belmont Hills…

“Are you serious, Alexander!?”

Amber, with her cutlery in her hands, said with pleasant surprise, “That legendary doctor will be coming

to Ol‘ Mare tomorrow? Dad’s leg will be cured for sure!”

Alexander placed his cutlery down and smiled.

When Olivia had her autoimmune disease, she was sent to North Sahra to be treated by William

Abbott. Amber had seen how he looked before through a video call.

A few days ago, under the orders of Alexander, William finally found all the ingredients needed for a

Bone Growth Paste. Patrick’s limp was sure to be cured!

“Alex…” Patrick looked eager yet nervous altogether. “Will Doctor Abbott be willing to treat me? I heard

that he’s here in Ol‘ Mare this time for a medical exchange. Many wealthy people are fighting for a

consultation. His consultation fee has gone. up to ridiculous prices. I heard it’s at least thirty million

dollars…”

A consultation fee of 30 million dollars was truly exorbitant.

Rumor had it that William Abbott could bring the dead back to life. Even if death. came for them, he

would intercept and resuscitate said individual.

He was also the Lord of War’s right–hand man. Ever since retiring to Northern Wyverna, he rarely

made any public appearance.

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According to legend, other than the Lord of War, only the ruler of Wyverna could get him to do things.

Such a great man would surely be able to treat all conditions and terminal diseases!

“Don’t worry about that, Dad.” Alexander smiled. He did not elaborate further.

William Abbott had only made a trip to Ol‘ Mare on behalf of Alex’s orders to treat Patrick’s leg.

Moreover, he was there to have a follow–up session with Olivia to see if her autoimmune disease

would have any chance of coming back.

The so called medical exchange was just a cover to avoid revealing Alexander’s true identity

“We’ll head over to the venue together tomorrow. We’ll surely get William to come.

Alexander placed his cutlery down. He looked enthusiastic as he confidently declared, “Dad, your

injured leg will be cured after tomorrow. I promise.”

Patrick nodded, but he still looked worried.

Getting William Abbott to cure him was going to cost a fortune. 30 million dollars was just the starting

bid price. No one knew how daunting the numbers would be.

The wealthy people of Ol‘ Mare would surely fight for it all.

“William Abbott is coming to Ol‘ Mare?”

The wealthy people of Ol‘ Mare almost went berserk when they heard the news.

Harry received the news, too. Despite lying in a bed at a little private clinic,

completely wrapped in gauze, he looked ecstatic.

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This was a rare opportunity!

Alexander had smashed his leg and arm. Even if he underwent surgery, there might

be a high chance that he would be left with a disability. As a mogul of the underbelly

of society, this was worse than death for him.

William Abbott was his only hope of escaping the fate of being permanently

damaged.

“Inform those good–for–nothing trash bags and gather the money now!”

Harry looked at Tony by the side of the bed, his gaze gleaming maliciously. “Since

they’ve submitted to us, get them to show us their sincerity. I have to be on the list of

Doctor Abbott’s patients!”

Tony nodded vehemently.

On his previous trip to Eastman Club, other than Frank Harley, he had gotten all the

other Ol‘ Mare bigwigs to submit to Harry

He had also gotten about 20 pros from Proviner Town to take down Frank’s force and businesses,

which included his casino, entertainment centers, and docks fle

men were either dead or missing.

Almost all of Frank’s businesses have been taken away. Even his limbs have been

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chopped off. He was placed in a bag and sunk to the bottom of the ocean.

In less than two days, Harry had gathered more than half of the underworld forces in Ol‘ Mare. The

bigwigs that submitted to Harry handed him almost all of their

assets, which included their territories, men, money, and the likes.

With that, Harry became the top dog of Ol‘ Mare,

“Sir, how much money do we need?” Tony pondered for a while before his gaze took

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a more malicious expression as he did a throat–slitting gesture. “If we don’t have enough money, we’ll

just kill whoever dates to fight the spot from us.”

Harry shook his head resentfully, especially when recalling the source of his hatred

-Alexander.

Alexander took out half of his men. Those who could fight were only about 20 them. They were all

highly–trained thugs, enough to take down the forces of Ol

Mare.

However, getting these men to intimidate all the wealthy people of Ol‘ Mare was so

difficult that it was borderline impossible.

“We’ll just play by the rules and bid to be

not to cause any trouble.”

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Patient of Doctor Abbott’s. We have to try

Harry got Tony to help him over to the electric wheelchair by the side. His

expression hardened even more. “Once I’m cured, I’ll first get rid of Alexander, then

the other forces of Ol‘ Mare. The entire Ol‘ Mare is mine!”

Tony hummed and narrowed his eyes.

William Abbott…

Well, things seemed to fall in line just nicely at this point. He could use this matter

to see who would still dare to go up against Harry!

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