John snorted. âDonât worry. Rockefeller Group and this manor are owned by our Rockefeller family.
Since William is dead, there is no way Alex could take everything back. He can keep on dreaming. I will
give him nothing, not even a single penny!â
âBut, he seems to have become more powerful. Did he actually train himself during the time he went
missing? Look at the table⦠it is said that only fighters could do that,â replied Carol.
As part of Californiaâs high society, it was reasonable for Carol to know of the existence of such people
âfighters.
âSo what if he is one? What decade is he living in? No matter how powerful he is at fighting, heâs still
vulnerable and thereâs no way he could dodge an actual bullet,â John snorted.
He glared at Pepper Kimmich and thought, âTwo months? Hmph, within these two months Iâll send both
you and your cheap mom down to the depths of hell.â
Instantly, he felt much better as his mind became clearer. However, he suddenly thought about Brock,
who he had sent out, was yet to be seen.
John immediately made a call to Brock, but it was not picked up.
Looking at the shattered table, John had a bad feeling about it.
â¦.
Driving, on his way to Maple Villa, Alexâs cell phone rang. It was a call from Dorothy.
âWhere are you now?â
Dorothy wanted answers to the many questions she had in her head as she realized that she could not
thoroughly understand Alex anymore.
Alex said casually, âNowhere, Iâm at home.â
Dorothy said, âLetâs have dinner tonight then, it is on me.â
âWellâ¦â Alex thought for a while and said, âSure. I will be late though as I need to prepare Momâs
medicine.â
They agreed to meet in an Italian restaurant at seven oâclock.
Alex hurried home.
At a glance, Brockâs corpse had been cleared away and the bloodstains on the ground had been
cleaned up. Charles Carter and his family were there as well, alongside Brittany and Waltz Fleur. The
little girl Zoey was showing off her dancing moves, which were taught by her kindergarten teacher, in
front of them.
Seeing Alex, she ran over and hugged his leg and softly said, âUncle, you are finally here. Look what I
got you? A chicken wing from KFC! Itâs really delicious but Mom is stingy and doesnât let me eat
anymore. She said I can only have two every week. So, I ate one and saved the other for Uncle.â
Alex lifted her up, his heart was full of warmth.
Saving half of her favorite fried chicken wings for him was a big thing to the little girl.
âThank you Zoey, but Uncle has already eaten a few fried chicken wings today. Why donât you have this
yourself instead?â
âAre you sure?â asked Zoey.
âOf course!â Alex replied.
âWellâ¦well, Iâll really eat it and there will be no more left!â
The adults could not help laughing at Zoeyâs serious demeanor.
Alex and Waltzâs gazes met, and she silently gave him a look of relief, hinting that Brockâs corpse had
been taken care of without anyone from the Carter family noticing.â
At this moment, Hailey Lawson said as she smiled, âAlex, I was just talking to your mom about the
freckle cream manufacturing factory that youâre planning to open⦠I happen to have a skincare
products manufacturing plant, which is not in use now. You can just take it over first!â
Alex was a little surprised. âHailey, what business do you actually run?â