2024-08-21 09:43:02"You're truly unruly, uneducated, and nothing more than a frog in a well, thinking you're so great!”
Sophia scoffed with disdain.
“That's why I despise talking to someone as lowly as you!"
Alex chuckled, “Believe me, I am trying to be honest here.”
"You? A powerful man?" she sneered, glaring at him with utter disgust.
"You can't even begin to understand how powerful I am or the people I've encountered who are far more powerful than you. They could erase you with just a sneer."
Alex laughed.
"The powerful men you know might be the ones seeking my favor, pleading for me to marry their daughters just to stay in my good graces. Trust me, you're incredibly lucky to have crossed paths with me."
What a braggart!
Sophia rowed her eyes in disgust.
She wanted nothing more than to throw something at his smug face.
How shameless could he be, pretending to be so powerful when all he had was an old military backpack?
"You might pretend not to know me and try to bind me with marriage just to get my money," Sophia retorted.
"But I warn you, that’s never going to happen. If my family finds out I slept with a poor man like you, you’ll be erased from this world. So you’d better keep your mouth shut and forget everything that happened here."
"I…"
"I don’t want to hear another word from you. Now, get out of this room," she demanded, her eyes blazing with fury.
"But…"
Alex tried to protest.
This was his room.
“NOW!”
Yet, seeing the fury in Sophia’s wide eyes, he chose not to argue.
He quietly put on his clothes, grabbed his old military backpack, and looked at Sophia one last time.
"I…"
"Get out!" Sophia’s yelled at the top of her lung.
"Alright."
In the elevator, Alex sighed, running a hand through his hair.
He knew the woman was under the influence of a cruel aphrodisiac, one that would end her life if she didn’t have sex with a man within the hour.
If there were any other way to save her, he would have done it already.
But that kind of sinister poison had no antidote.
"What the hell have I done? I came here to meet my fiancée, but before even meeting her, I’ve already slept with another woman. Maybe this is what they call a legendary bachelor party."
As Alex walked out from the elevator into the lobby, it was around five in the morning.
The hotel was quiet, with only a few people scattered around.
Yet, as he crossed the lobby, a group of men in black—about forty of them—suddenly appeared, forming two lines and bowing deeply as he passed.
He glanced at them with little interest, his expression one of boredom as if this was something he was long tired of.
A middle-aged man stepped forward from the group, kneeling before him in a knight-like stance.
"I am Alfred Kingston, at your service, Young Master," the man declared with reverence.
Alex looked down at him. "Alfred, do you know why I’m here in such simple clothes?"
"Young Master,
please enlighten me," Alfred responded, his head still bowed."I’m here incognito," Alex explained. "And all this unnecessary fuss—are you trying to blow my cover so everyone knows who I truly am?"
"I apologize for my short-sightedness," Alfred quickly stood, turning to the men behind him.
With a swift gesture, he signaled for them to disperse, and the line of men quickly melted away, leaving the lobby empty once more.
"Tell me what you’re here for," Alex said as he walked toward a nearby sofa.
Alfred followed closely behind, like a faithful servant.
"Yes, Young Master," Alfred responded promptly.
He reached into his coat and pulled out a small box.
Opening it, he revealed a black card with gold trim and a .235-carat diamond embedded in the center.
"This is the World First Royale Mastercard. With unlimited credit, just use it as you see fit."
Alfred humbly handed it to Alex.
"This card also comes with a dedicated 24/7 concierge service that is highly personalized for you alone.”
“You’ll have access to a team that can fulfill almost any request, whether it’s securing last-minute reservations at the finest restaurants, arranging private jet travel, or gaining entry to exclusive events.”
“It connects you to the most secretive circles—no one will ever say no to you."
Alex looked at the card without any interest.
Alfred continued.
"I also arranged for the newest Sport car Bugatti La Voiture Noire, a one-of-a-kind model equipped with the latest artificial intelligence technology and self-driving capabilities.”
“But since you are here incognito, I guess you won’t like it, — so here is a villa in case you need to have a long stay."
Alfred explained with caution.
Alex nodded.
"Good to see you understood. I’ll keep the card for emergencies, but you can hold onto all the other gifts you’ve prepared."
“Now, tell me what you want.”
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Chapter 773
The first real money arrived on a Tuesday, and Richie brought the printout up the stairs himself because he did not trust himself to say the number out loud.One million subscribers.Twenty dollars a month, every one of them, on a service that had existed for eleven weeks."Twenty million dollars," Richie said. "A month. Recurring."Behind him, Felicia had stopped in the doorway with a tray in her hands and forgotten she was holding it...."And the corporate side?" Alexander asked."That's the other page." Richie turned it over for him, and his hand was not quite steady."Separate tier. Direct connection, machine to machine — the firms don't want a person typing, they want their own systems talking to ours. We've signed nine hundred and forty accounts, most of them on the mainland, four in the capital.""How much?""Another twenty million a month. Give or take."Forty million dollars a month, out of a two-storey building opposite a fish market....Felicia put the tray down very care
Chapter 772
The crowd went home talking, and Alexander went upstairs to the governor's office and sat down with the truth.A tax haven is not a law. A tax haven is a reputation.You can write anonymity into your statute in an afternoon. Getting a man in another country to move nine million dollars to an island he has never heard of, through a bank with four staff and a door for a vault, on the word of a twenty-year-old prince the whole Empire calls an idiot — that takes something else entirely.He had no name. Harland had no name.And the island had nothing to sell. No ore under the chalk, no port, no factory, a fishing fleet older than its crews and a tourist season dying a little every year.To attract outside money, Harland had to create something people actually wanted to buy.It was the only way to launder the proceeds into clean, legal cash.He wrote to the head steward that night."If I want to borrow for Harland, how much can I have? I need it to start a business."The answer came back in
Chapter 771
The letter came up the hill in an official car eleven days later.The Emperor's head steward wrote it himself, in his small neat hand, and it said what the council had decided.His Imperial Majesty, on the advice of the council, was pleased to grant the governorship of the island of Harland to Prince Alexander of the House of Leonhart.The prince would take up his post at his earliest convenience.And the court wished to see results in five years.Felicia read it over his shoulder twice and did not understand why he had gone so quiet."Is it good?" she said. "It sounds good. It sounds like they're giving you something."“Well,” Alexander thought, “first they hand over a castle, and now they’re throwing in the entire island with it.”...In the capital, the Second Queen laughed until she had to sit down."Harland." She said the word to the ceiling. "Harland. Out of the entire Empire, they gave him Harland."Her head maid poured the tea and permitted herself a smile."It is the poorest
Chapter 770
Previously, Alex had spent those three days in the hospital watching the world.Felicia had thought he was resting. He was lying propped on two pillows with the television on the wall running the news, and a borrowed phone in his hand under the sheet, and he was reading everything this planet had to say about itself.It took him about a day and a half to understand the size of it.And the size of it was small.Earth was behind.Not a little. Not in one place. Behind in everything, the way a village is behind a capital.Their aircraft still burned fuel. Their computers answered questions the way a clever dog fetches sticks — eagerly, and wrong about a third of the time.Their medicine cut people open to find out what was inside them. There was not one machine on this whole planet that Prussia would have let into a museum.He scrolled for an hour through what this world called its best technology and put the phone face-down on his chest."Is something wrong?" Felicia asked from the chai
Chapter 769
Alexander stepped back behind Felicia.He did it the way the old Alexander would have done it — shoulders up, chin down, one hand bunched in the back of her coat like a child in a crowd.She felt the tug and spread her arms without thinking, a nineteen-year-old woman in a travelling coat trying to hide a grown man from twenty rifles.The Second Queen watched them and almost laughed.Behind Felicia's shoulder, Alexander's lips barely moved....The voice did not come from him.It came from everywhere at once, and from an inch inside every ear in the front of that hall — the Queen's, and each of the twenty men in armour — low and dry and very old."I warned this house not to let anyone enter."Twenty visors turned at the same moment."And since you have come anyway," the voice said, "you can die here."...The line of knights broke step.Not much. Half a pace. But these were palace men, picked and drilled, and half a pace from palace men is the same as a scream from anybody else."What
Chapter 768
Alex kept moving."It was always a choice," he said. "Be killed by him, or be killed by me. You chose him. You chose to hit me. So this is your payment.""Please. Please don't. I'm sorry—"The man turned to run. Alex took both his arms before he made the second step.And Alex kept moving.Every one of them had been part of it. The side that killed his mother. The people who had treated him like nothing for fourteen years. This was the bill for all of it."Think of it as karma," Alex said, and moved on....That night is the one nobody in that province will ever write down.Thirteen people in that castle lost both arms at the shoulder inside twenty minutes. Every one of them was alive when it happened. Every one stayed conscious for a few minutes after, screaming, shouting, trying to survive. But a human being with both arms gone does not last long. The veins pump the blood straight out.They shouted until they stopped shouting.By half past two, nothing was moving on the west side of
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