Chapter 728

Kyle looked at Alexander with a mix of confusion and awe, cursing. "What the hell are you doing here? Are you here to cause trouble? Look how scared you made my girls!" Two beautiful women clung to Kyle, trembling.

Alexander stared coldly at Kyle, slowly walking towards him, exuding a powerful aura that made it hard for anyone to breathe. Alexander was serious. This made Kyle frown and take Alexander seriously as well.

Alexander fixed his gaze on Kyle, his voice icy. “You really don’t know what you’ve done?”

“What did I do? I’ve been here having fun with these beauties. What do you want?” Kyle asked. Since he lost his goods and his partners, he had been indulging in pleasure. Who cared about business or revenge? It was better to live in debauchery. Wasn’t life meant to be squandered?

Alexander frowned, placing his hands on the coffee table, his eyes cold as he looked at Kyle. Kyle stared back at him, not showing any fear. Alexander felt a moment of unease. Could it really not be Kyle?

“Did you go to the hospital?” Alexander asked Kyle.

Kyle looked annoyed. “Why would I go to the hospital?”

“You didn’t visit my grandmother?” Alexander pressed.

Kyle waved the two women away, signaling them to leave. Did Alexander come here so arrogantly just to ask about Lily? Who cares about Lily? Why would I visit her? Kyle thought to himself.

The room fell silent, and the bodyguards turned on the lights. Alexander could now see Kyle’s face clearly. He looked utterly exhausted, a result of his excessive indulgence.

“Did you leave the note?” Alexander demanded.

Kyle sneered. “What note are you talking about?”

Alexander’s gaze remained cold as he stared at Kyle. The two men locked eyes, neither willing to back down, the tension between them palpable.

At that moment, someone barged in with security, urgently asking, “Kyle, what’s going on? We brought reinforcements!” Two groups now blocked the doorway.

Kyle was frustrated. “Who told you to bring people? Get out!” He hadn’t provoked Alexander recently. Alexander must have been angered by someone else and took it out on him. “Alexander, you’ve made plenty of enemies out there. You’ve crossed many people. Why don’t you see who has more guts than I?” Kyle picked up a bottle of liquor and drank directly from it.

Kyle just wanted to drink, to numb his body with alcohol. Only this way could Kyle comfort himself, convincing himself he wasn’t incompetent, that he wasn’t avoiding anything. As for the blood feud with the Tudor family, he would avenge his father’s death, just not now.

Seeing Kyle drunk and sprawled on the sofa, Alexander was furious. Alexander picked up the ice bucket next to him and poured it over Kyle. Kyle needed to wake up.

“What the hell, Alexander? Are you out of your mind?” Kyle shouted, sputtering.

Alexander grabbed Kyle by the collar and punched him in the face. “Yes, I am out of my mind! Kyle, I’m warning you—whatever you’re planning, if you harm my family, I’ll end you!” With that, Alexander landed another hard punch on Kyle’s face. Kyle was left dazed.

Alexander grabbed a fistful of Kyle’s hair and slammed his head onto the coffee table. “Did you hear me? Don’t make me repeat myself!”

“Get your act together!” Alexander threw Kyle aside and then turned to leave. Kyle lay slumped over the table, his mouth filled with the metallic taste of blood. He watched Alexander’s back and couldn’t help but laugh. He let the blood trickle down his throat, making the scene even more macabre.

“Alexander!” Kyle shouted after him. “I’ll always be watching you! You better not slip up even once!”

Alexander remained silent, his face cold and indifferent.