I Am the Ruler of All (Kingsley) novel Chapter 652

Kingsley's eyes scanned the first floor and quickly noticed that there were eight rooms. He didn't know which room Alex was hiding in. Still, that was easily fixed.

"Advisor Shane." Kingsley ordered in a low voice, "Get the men to search the manor. Leave no stone unturned and find Alex!"

"On it, Boss!"

Kenny answered before immediately turning around to order his men, "Search the place!"

Then, the gang of tough men started doing a thorough sweep of the manor, starting from the first flow.

Bang!

Slam!

Thud!

Clang!

Even though it was a search, it was no different from a raid. Within seconds, the Wynn Manor's living room was in shambles.

Clarence became flustered at the scene. "Oh, my God! What are you doing?!"

Crash! Another of Kenny's men smashed a vase as he was speaking.

"That…That's an antique!" Clarence shouted as he grabbed his hair in agitation. "Aren't you guys looking for Alex? Don't destroy my stuff! These can be sold for money!"

Clarence felt as if he was about to go crazy as the current state of the Wynn Family now could not afford to lose even the sale of a vase.

His heart bled at the losses incurred as the men raided his soon-to-be ex-home.

"There!" Clarence shouted as he pointed at Alex's room. "Alex lives in that room! Just catch him and stop smashing my things!"

Finally, Kenny let out a cold smirk when Clarence revealed Alex's location. "Go! Get him!"

On the other hand, Alex was stunned as he hid in the room. He had never expected his father to reveal his hiding spot so easily.

Alex was confused. "What—"

Then, Kingsley waved toward Kenny before he could react. "Cut his left hand off."

From Alex and Clarence to Elijah and Ysabel, everyone was stunned by that brutal instruction.

"A-Are you joking?" Alex questioned with a stutter, "Are you really going—"

Kenny's men came walking over with a knife in their hands before he finished his question.

A handful of men grabbed onto Alex while one of them curled their lips into an evil smirk. "Punk, Boss doesn't have time to joke with the likes of you!"

Then, he raised his arm and swung the knife down without further ado.

"Argh!" Ysabel shrieked at the horrifying scene as the knife easily cut through Alex's left wrist like hot butter and blood splattered everywhere.