Alex excused himself and rushed off to Assex Villa by car. He couldnât help but mumble complaints in
his mind on the way there.
âWho knew Claire was stone gambling at the Antique Street too? Did she see me? If she knew that I
got myself rare glassy emeralds from all three ores I bought, she would surely force me to hand them
over like she always does!â
Unfortunately, Alex ran into Californiaâs rush hourâevery road was as jammed up as they could be.
Alex took forty-five minutes to reach Assex Villa.
Upon entry, he realized that all three members of the family were present.
There were another two men and a woman in the villa too. Alex was able to recognize the womanâa
middle-aged woman and one of Claireâs best friends. They often hung out together. He vaguely
remembered that her name was Lucia Whitney.
Lucia was speaking to Claire. âOh Claire, Brandon is a good man. I watched him grow, you know? Heâs
now the department manager of a listed company and his yearly salary is over a million. Where could
you ever find such a catch? Just say yes and you wonât have to pay back the 500 thousand dollars.
Weâd be family then, right?â
Upon listening to those words, Alex was furious.
âWho the hell is this Brandon guy? He looks like heâs in his thirties. Who is he proposing to?
âDorothy?
âWell it couldnât be Beatrice, right? Sheâs still studying at university.â
He rushed up to them angrily. âIf any of you dare to f*cking try stealing my wife, Iâll make sure you
regret making that decision for life.â
Lucia shot a few dirty glares at Alex and huffed. âWhy are you here, you loser? Were we talking to you?
Who do you think you are?â
Lucia had no respect for Alex as Claire often bad-mouthed about Alex to her.
Dorothy pulled Alex to the side and whispered, âNot me, itâs my mom.â
âWhat⦠what do you mean âyour momâ?â
Dorothy stared at Brandon, visibly annoyed. âThat guy likes my mom.â
âHuh?â
Alex was shocked.
Claire was most likely forty-six years old by now, but this Brandon was only in his early thirties. Why
would he like someone with such a large age difference? They were sixteen years apart. This was just
outrageous.
However, Claire didnât look bad herself. She was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a white bodycon
tshirt. She may look younger than Brandon, but the maturity was definitely there.
âNo wonder this guy was into her.â
Alex was puzzled and said, âWell, thatâs great. Your mom has been single for quite a few years, right?
Sheâs so bored that she has to pick fights with me. Maybe getting a date would redirect her energy
towards love instead of yelling.â
Dorothy was infuriated. âHow old is he anyway? Do I have to call him âDadâ?â
Beatrice joined in on their conversation as well. âI donât care, I just wonât agree to this! Look at that guy,
he looks oddly cunning. Heâs definitely up to no good. He lent Mom money just so he could force her
into marriage. Hey, Rockefeller, arenât you quite the fighter? Kick them out now!â
Alex took a glance at Beatrice and decided that it was a waste of energy and time to even speak to her.
âYour mom went stone gambling? Did she mention anything when she came back?â Alex asked. He
was concerned about his emeralds, there was a lot of Chi stored in them after all. If he were to absorb
all the Chi within them, he would be able to strengthen his core.
Strengthening his core was the first step to mastering the Force.
âNot really!â
At this moment. Claire rejected Luciaâs offer. She might be greedy and might not have a lot of savings,
but she still had high standards for men. This Brandon guy was nothing compared to Felix, why would
she be into him?
Realizing that his proposal had failed, Brandon showed his true colors. âYouâre rejecting me? Fine then,
give me my money back!â
Claire pointed towards Alex. âI donât have any money. If you guys want your money back, get it from
him. Heâs my son-in-law. You can kidnap him to become your slave or whatever, sell him to human
traffickers if you will. Oh, and look at his car, itâs probably of value too right? Just donât come for me.â
Alex was speechless.
She really was a one-of-a-kind mother-in-law.
Brandon turned to look at the car and realized that it was a BMW M8. He was shocked. He had always
wanted to buy this model, but didnât have the money to.
If they were to pay him back with this car, he would be able to benefit greatly from this.
âAlright then, you guys can pay me back with this. Itâs mine now.â Brandon laughed as he patted the
hood of the car.
âGet your hands off of it. What are you, stupid? Or do you think Iâm a fool? This car costs two million,
and how much does she owe you again?â