Chapter 383
The other party’s request was simple. Ronan only needed to meet with Alexandra once to receive 350 thousand dollars.
After years of drifting through, he was sick to death of being poor.
“350 thousand dollars? That’s nowhere near enough for all the hardships I’ve endured over the years, Ronan scoffed to himself. He craved far more, wealth, glory, and lots of money.
As long as Alexandra still harbored even a shred of affection for him, he could ride her coattails to climb the social ladder and secure endless riches for the rest of his life.
Seeing that Ronan was following the plan obediently, Kendra left him there with confidence.
As for Kendra, she left with her maids, waiting for the opportune moment to return with others and catch Alexandra in the act.
Inside the chamber, only Alexandra and Ronan remained.
Gazing at the dazzling and alluring Alexandra, Ronan’s eyes glinted with greedy desire as he swallowed hard.
Alexandra had hardly changed at all–she was just as stunning as ever.
Her meticulously cared–for face and hands were as delicate and smooth.
Ronan took a cautious step forward and murmured softly, “My lady, it’s me–Ronan.”
For a moment, his words seemed to transport them back to the old days.
He had been her loyal guard while she was that innocent, sheltered young heiress.
In her drug–induced haze, Alexandra saw a man approaching. She recognized him instantly and, mustering what little strength she had left, spat out an icy command. “Get out. Just get out.”
Years in power had given her an effortless authority–she commanded respect without ever needing to raise her voice.
Even Ronan froze in his tracks, startled. But with such a golden opportunity practically at his fingertips, he couldn’t possibly let it slip away.
Summoning his courage, he stepped forward with a smooth smile and said, “My lady, have you forgotten me? Not a single day has passed without thoughts of you.”
At that moment, he inched his way to the edge of the bed. He even had the audacity to reach for Alexandra’s hand.
Alexandra, both shocked and furious, mustered all her strength to roar–yet what emerged was but a feeble whisper. “How dare you-”
Far from deterring him, her weak resistance only made Ronan think, ‘She’s just playing hard to get.’
“My lady,” Ronan pleaded, dropping to his knees before Alexandra and shuffling forward two steps. “I’ve never forgotten you–not for a single day. I swear by heaven and earth, my devotion is true. Please, just let me stay by your side.”
In Alexandra’s eyes, his groveling posture was utterly revolting.
Just as Ronan was about to make his move, the door suddenly burst open, startling him.
Before Ronan could even process what was happening, he was tossed out like a rag doll.
With a thunderous crash, he smashed the tables and chairs to splinters.
A flash of cold steel–before he could react, his neck burned hot as his throat was slit clean through.
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Chapter 383
Ronan’s eyes bulged lifelessly. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined he’d die Blas this:
Jessa sheathed her sword, eyes filled with contempt. “Despicable scoundrel. You dare to assassinate is Cagendigh? You dezn
Athena hurried to Alexandra. Seeing that her clothes remained undisturbed, tha Breathed a sigh of reliar
Athena produced a small vial of medicine from her sleeve and held it under Alexandra’s nose, letting her inhale the trent.
Before long, Alexandra breathed a deep sigh of relief and came to her senses.
Alexandra let out a sigh when she saw Athena standing before her. “To think it was you who saved me after all
“Mrs. Cavendish, let’s get you up first,” Athena said, helping Alexandra to her feet. But when she caught sight of Panan’s corpse, her expression darkenen instantly. “Where’s Xander?”
Athena replied calmly, “He should be arriving shortly.”
Sure enough, no sooner had she spoken than a commotion erupted outside. Kendra’s anxious voice drifted in, “Xander, slow down–maybe the servants were just mistaken?”
The voice belonged to none other than Kendra.
Fury flashed in Alexandra’s eyes. She clenched her fists tightly, her face twisted with barely contained fury.
Then she straightened her posture with composure, ready to face those about to enter.
The door burst open with a bang.
Kendra was thrown right in front of Ronan’s corpse. Frightened out of her wits, she scrambled backward on hands and knees, screaming, “Father, save
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