Of course, Spark would never admit that what he had given was just a fake necklace that was only
worth two thousand dollars.
If he admitted it, wouldnât it be such a waste of his previous efforts?
He stood up abruptly, pointed at Cassandra, and said, âI donât know what is the relationship between
you and that garbage Alex, for you to stand up for him, who are you to doubt the jewelry I gave? Do
you know who I am?â
Cassandra sneered and said, âOf course I know who you are. You are a spoilt brat trying to take away
Alexâs family property. Frankly, everything you have now belongs to Lady Dorothy. You snatched her
wealth and now give her a piece of fake jewelry to get her body, you are so shameless.â
Now that she believed in Alex Rockefeller.
She even addressed him as father so naturally she would stand up for him.
Spark coldly snorted. âYou kept saying that you sold the Love in a Fallen City necklace, then who did
you sell it to?â
Cassandra answered, âItâsâ¦â
As she was about to tell them that it was Alex, she suddenly remembered his warning. His identity
couldnât be revealed so she kept her mouth shut.
âWhy should I tell you?â
Spark was furious.
He slammed the table, which shook the water in the glass. He looked at Madame Claire and said,
âMadame Claire, I donât understand the relationship between you and her. She came here to
maliciously fabricate information and slander me. If thatâs the case, I take it as I overreacted, but I can
do nothing to help if Thousand Miles Conglomerate comes after you.â
Cassandra scoffed. âI can guarantee you that Thousand Miles Conglomerate will never come after the
Assex familyâ¦â
Before she continuedâ¦
Madame Claire picked up her glass and splashed the red wine on Cassandraâs face.
She scolded, âYou there, what benefit did that trash Alex gave you to destroy Dorothy and Sparkâs
wonderful marriage? Get out of here! Donât you dare to come to the Assex family again!â
Then, she quickly said to Spark, âMy dear son-in-law, calm down, she is a mad woman, she doesnât
mind her manners, she doesnât even know a single thing about the thirty million dollars worth of jewelry!
The jewelry you bought is the genuine one. â
Cassandra was thoroughly wet and embarrassed.
She looked at Lady Dorothy and suddenly laughed.
âDorothy, you will regret divorcing Alex.â
She shook her head and said.
Lady Dorothy quickly stood up and apologized.
But Madame Claire yelled, âRegret my ass! Are you jealous of Dorothy, who will soon become the
young lady of Rockefeller Group, but you, no one wants you yet?â
âGet lost! Iâll beat you up if I see you again!â
Cassandra suddenly sympathized with Alex.
Madame Claire was such a money-minded fool. A mother who was willing to sell her daughter. But the
funny part was, she too made fun of Alex.
Madame Claire was a case of greed gone too far. She was beyond saving.
â¦
Hellâs Angels.
Located on the most valuable land in the central city of California, it occupied an area of one hectare. It
was the legendary largest and top-notch clubhouse in California.
Normally, it was only open to the executives of Thousand Miles Conglomerate.
Otherwise, those who can enter the clubhouse were big shots.
Alex took a taxi and told the driver to go to Hellâs Angels, the driver looked at him in disbelief.
He wanted to ask why he was going to Hellâs Angels?
However, out of fear, he didnât ask a thing.
Throughout the journey, he kept quiet.
He even turned off the radio.
Alex held the wedding ring while sulking. He didnât bother about the driverâs expression.
âSpark Rockefeller, you are so despicable and shameless, I will let you taste your own medicine.
âI will use the power of Thousand Miles Conglomerate to pin you to death.
âBut that would be too boring! Letâs have some fun and see what kind of tricks you can play!
âAnd you, Madame Claire, I will show you that Spark Rockefeller youâre flattering is worth nothing to
me!â
Come to think about it, he had figured it out.
Alex opened his eyes; it was filled with resolute and confidence.
He had this capital now.
Soon after, they arrived at Hellâs Angels.
After getting out of the car, Alex held his head up high and walked towards the doorâ¦
âStop!â
âUnauthorized personnel cannot enter Hellâs Angels!â
A powerful and fierce voice shouted towards him.
Alex startled, and thought, âItâs not easy to enter the Hellâs Angels, a single bellboy has such vigor.â
Legend had it that there are many masters, mercenaries, martial arts masters in Thousand Miles
Conglomerateâ¦
Was he one of those?
However, he was the real boss of Thousand Miles Conglomerate.
No matter what type of master he was, he still worked for him.
He stayed calm, and said gently, âIâm not an unauthorized person, Iâm looking for Lord Lex Gunther!â
The bellboy was enraged. âOutrageous, who are you to address Master Lex by his name! Kneel and
apologize!â
Alex frowned. âIâm looking for Lord Lex Gunther. He invited me here. Trust me. Go in and tell him that
Rockefeller is here.â
At this moment, a young man in a suit walked in arrogantly while whistling. He saw Alex being blocked
at the door and said with a smile, âOh, who is this? Isnât it the worst cuckold in California? Having a wife
who doesnât allow her husband to touch her. An abandoned son of the Rockefellers.â
Alex looked at him and did not recognize him at all.
He said coldly, âWho are you? Who are you to judge me?â
âD*mn!â
The man scoffed. âYou still have a temper! I hear that your wife is going to divorce you. Tsk tsk tsk.
Your wife, Lady Dorothy is a real beauty. But are you happy after your wife remarried? Or unhappy?â
Alex looked at him coldly. âTell me who you are!â
The young man laughed. âHahaha, what about it? Do you want to take revenge on me? Iâm so scared!â
He sarcastically said, âListen well, I am Gaston Gates! I am the person your wife offended at the
reception a few days ago! How about it, are you angry? Flipping out for your confidence! Pity you, a
cuckold, worthless to carry my shoes. Forget it, I donât want to fight with you.â
Turns out, that was the Sir Gaston Gates.
This person was not a big shot, just a nephew of an executive in a subsidiary of Thousand Miles
Conglomerate.
Therefore, Lord Lex Gunther couldnât recognize him at all.
It took a long time to look for this person.
Then, Lord Lex Gunther called Alex up to Hellâs Angels.
Whatâs funnier, Sir Gaston Gates had thought Lord Lex Gunther had called him up to the Hellâs Angels
for some good deed. He jeered at Alex.
Alex sneered, âSo itâs you! Any last words?â
Gaston Gates was furious. âYou fool, last word for whom? Believe it or not, I wonât let you die
peacefully!â
Alex shook his head. âI donât believe it!â
This was Hellâs Angels, his playground. He believed that he could give him a lesson.
At this moment there was another voice, âI donât believe it either!â
Gaston Gates was furious. âWhich fool is saying he doesnât believe it?â
He turned his head.
He saw who was talking and he was stunned.
âMaster Lex⦠Gunther?â