His Lordship Alexander Kane

Frank and the others broke out in cold sweat when they heard what Tony said.

He had put all options out on the table right away. Either they submit to Harry, or wait for death. There was no third option! “I'd like to get rich too, but the older | get, the more timid | become.” Frank was silent

for a while before shaking his head. “Mister Coglione, please tell Mister Chesire that Province Town is too complicated for me. I'd like to not be involved. My brothers and | would like to keep watch over Ol‘ Mare. We don’t want to go anywhere.”

He shrugged and turned to leave.

The other bigwigs looked at Frank’s back with heavy hearts.

Alexander defeated the monk Walter Ezekiel and Tom Senegal the Devil effortlessly.

It was terrifying to hear, naturally.

Harry wanted to avenge Brett Panther, which meant he would have to go up against George Severn Supporting George Severn, however, was Alexander...

Frank was no fool. He knew that Alexander was not a man to be trifled with.

Tony scanned the crowd once more and sneered. “Frank Harley is terribly short- sighted to have missed out on such a good opportunity! He doesn’t even know what this collaboration entails! My fellow good men, I’m sure you won't be as foolish as him, right? If you don’t work with Mister Chesire, you're just showing him disrespect! You'll have to think about the consequences!”

The other bigwigs looked at each other and saw the helplessness on each other’s faces. Tony was threatening them.

If they chose to work with Harry, they would no longer be bigwigs of Ol‘ Mare. They would have to obey Harry, and even Tony. If they refused, Harry’s manic revenge

would await them.

They might get their throats slit one day out in public, or even in their beds at night. They might not live to see another day.

The Province Town underworld’s tactics would only be much crueler than what they expected.

They were all powerful beings in Ol‘ Mare, yet when a huge storm came, they could not stand alone. They had to work together to weather the storm. Being alone would surely get them killed.

Of course, the forces of Province Town were the storm.

“Are you all still hesitating?” Tony poured himself a glass of wine and swirled it gently in his hand. He smirked. “I'll be frank. The huge piece of pie that is Province Town has been more or less taken up. What comes next is the surrounding cities. Other than submitting to Mister Chesire, do you think you have any other choices? Hahaha.”This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The bigwigs stiffened. They were instantly in despair.

Ol Mare, which was close to Province Town, did not develop as well as Province Town. On the contrary, its resources were constantly suctioned off by Province

Town. The disparity in economic status was huge too. Once the forces of Province Town started bleeding over to Ol‘ Mare, they would not be able to defend themselves.

“Ol Mare...can’t escape its fate in the end.” One of the bigwigs, Dan O’Ryan, took a deep breath. He glanced at the other men before eventually saying through gritted

teeth, “I'll join.”

He was depleted of his energy and slumped to the chair in utter regret.

If only he had left with Frank. By minimizing his powers, he could perhaps ensure his own safety.

At that moment, being threatened by Tony, he was stuck in conflict. If anything were to happen, he and his family would be goners.

“Pil join.”

“We'll listen to Mister Chesire!”

TIl join...”

The men forcibly smiled and toasted, “Here’s to a successful collaboration and hoping that Mister Chesire will succeed in unifying Ol’ Mare!”

Tony laughed arrogantly. “You’re a smart group.”

He picked up his glass and downed his wine in one go. He then took his phone out to have a look.

There was no reaction on his face.

Still, he got up and bade everyone goodbye. “Well, that settles our collaboration. | have other matters to deal with now. We'll see each other another day.”

He left with his men before anyone could respond.

“Uh...” The bigwigs looked at Tony leaving, before instinctively looking at each other Why was he in such a hurry to go?

Before he left, he seemed to have glanced at his phone. Did an emergency come up? There was no smoke without a fire. Something huge was going to happen in Or

Mare.