Chapter 1015 The Knock

Chapter 1015 The Knock

After discussing things up until now with Lady Miranda, the best plan that Alexander could come up with to try and turn the situation was this- snitching to the Kaiser family and waiting for them to get involved.

In this way, hopefully, while the two lions fought, Alexander would be able to steal their catch like an opportunistic hyena.

Or at the very least eke out an advantageous position for his 'down in the muck' ally.

And while Lady Miranda was not the biggest fan of going to beg to her biggest dislike for help, as Alexander pointed out, she was not really spoilt for choice here.

The lady of the house knew she had to face reality.

Thus at Alexander's instance of getting the Kaiser family involved, she lightly nodded.

'This was is not me siding with the Kaisers... I'm only delivering a piece of news. Yes! Just like a good neighbor should. Whatever they did with it was up to them.' As she then tried to fool herself with such a rhetoric, soothing her conscience.

After that, Lady Miranda also could not help but slant her eyes to smirk a bit at Alexander's idea, as she found the one proposing to be an interesting candidate.

"I must say I'm impressed by the... agility of your mind, my lord. Because I always thought that you would be most against allying us with the Kaiser family. After all they did to you."

Lady Miranda jokingly reminded, using the tactful word 'agility' to allude to Alexander's flexibility in so easily switching the status of a faction from enemy to ally in his mind.

Not many people could do that.

And in a rare case of Lord Cassius being in tune with his wife too, also let out a sheepish chuckle, "Heh heh, yes. You even brought the Queen of Tibias all the way here just to testify against them. Too bad now... it does seem like she will have the chance to. Shame, heh heh!" The rotound lord ruefully shook his head, as if having missed a great show.

And this indeed reminded Alexander, that if he were to shake hands with the Kaisers, Lady Parthia's testimony needed to be thrown out to smooth the way forward.

Let bygones be bygones.

And it was something that Alexander found hard to stomach.

'Do I have to really make up with those people who financed men to come to kill my wives, burn down my mansion, and almost destroy my city? Do I have to smile and shake hands with those who sent an army to help my enemies? Oh Gaia give me strength!'

The young pasha cried out in frustration, adding the last sentence as evidence of being influenced by his own teaching and the surrounding environment, naturally picking up many of the people's everyday sayings.

It was very apparent that the recipient of these light, playful harmless comments was not impressed.

To the point, he then grumbled viciously in his mind,

thick, yogurt like 'sauce', all wrapped in a crispy cracker made from very finely ground wheat, very similar in texture to a taco, Alexander found this last item particularly fetching, as the lightness of the fruits and yogurt helped to cut through the richness of all the other, heavy items.

And knowing the gigantic troubles that were brewing underneath the seemingly tranquil family, Alexander was eager to enjoy all these small joys as much as possible.

Who knows when he will have the chance to have this luxury once again?

Following the end of lunch, which lasted several hours, Alexander retreated back to the room, eager to have his brain use all the newly taken sugar to try to think of the best way to get out of the dilemma he was in.

And as the gears and cogs slowly turned inside Alexander, he thought he suddenly had found another reason why the other side had not tried to make a move to forcefully remove Lady Miranda yet.

Which was probably in fear of alarming Governor Straus who might inform the Kaiser family.

This then made Alexander murmur to himself, 'So they might be either waiting for Lady Miranda to step down on his own, which seemed unlikely. Or they might be waiting to kill her in one swift strike and take everything over before anyone can do anything about it. What are you going to do when the rice is all but cooked? Accept it of course.'

This latter scenario seemed to be the most likely one in Alexander's mind.

And as soon as he came to this realization, it made Alexander's skin produce the second goosebumps of the day.

'Could they be waiting to assassinate me tonight? Finish all three of us in one go? Like trapped chickens in a coup!'

Being naturally a cautious man, Alexander suddenly felt like a trapped mouse in this house, as he imagined the sound of the butcher sharpening his knife ringing like the death's lord's malicious cackle right next to his ears.

Having come so far, and with their plan being so close to succeeding if he was on the Heeat family side, he might very seriously contemplate it as well.

*Knock!, *Knock*, *Knock*.

And just as Alexander was contemplating this, three ominous knocks rang from outside his door!

It made his hands go cold.

And his eyes darted towards the open window.

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