The Yowells?
Alex froze a little, then let out a sigh of relief.
Since it was Keithâs property, whatever rule regarding the materials would be set by the Yowells. He
believed that Keith would definitely help him out with such a trivial matter.
Alex immediately said, âOkay, donât you worry. Just leave it to me, Iâll help you resolve this issue.â
Dorothy asked, âWhat plan do you have? Are you going to beg Mr. Carter?â
Alex smiled mysteriously. âJust wait and see.â
Throughout their conversation, Beatrice observed Alex with a puzzled look. She suddenly remembered
that youthful lady with huge busts, as known as the top-notch campus belle in California State
University, Michelle Yowell.
She immediately spoke up, âAlex, Iâd like to talk to you. Follow me outside.â
With that, Beatrice turned around and walked out of the villa.
Dorothy and Claire looked toward Beatrice in bemusement before turning their gaze to Alex. Both of
them thought that something impossible had happened.
After all, what could Beatrice and Alex possibly talk about in private?
Even Alex was extremely puzzled, yet in the end he still followed her outside the villa.
They stopped under the parasol tree in the Villaâs garden.
âWhat do you want to talk about?â Alex shoved his hands into his pocket, standing three metres away
from Beatrice.
Beatrice was wearing a pair of overalls, with a white t-shirt underneath. Her legs were fair and long, to
be frank, she looked quite gorgeous.
At first sight, anyone would be attracted to such a beauty.
However, Alex had lived in Assex Villa for more than half a year. He was way too familiar with his
sister-in-law. She had numerous flaws just like her mother. For instance, she was lazy, harsh, insulting
and snobbish. No matter how pretty she was, Alex had no interest in her at all. Hence, he was grateful
that Dorothy was nothing like them.
Beatrice asked, âWho is Michelle Yowell to you?â
Alex chuckled coldly. âSo thatâs what you wanted to ask? Why should I tell you?â
He then turned around, preparing to leave.
Beatrice yelled, âStop right there, Alex Rockefeller! Do you even know what youâre doing? Do you know
who Michelle Yowell is? She has a title in California as the little devil of the Yowells. This person is
cruel, sheâs not someone you should mess with! Why are you pursuing her when youâre already
married to my sister? Do you know that this would ruin your life? It might ruin ours too!â
Alex stopped in his tracks. âSo youâre saying Iâm pursuing Michelle?â
Beatrice replied, âAre you not? You mustâve lured her with sweet lies! You may be able to fool her for
now, but you canât fool her forever. Once she finds out your true identity someday, not only will you dig
your own grave, but you will also scourge our family too!â
Alex let out a sardonic laugh.
Beatrice continued, âAre you going to look for Michelle? Are you trying to fool her into helping you get
the sales rights of the new materials? Do you not know that you will walk right into the trap by revealing
your identity to her?â
Alex replied, âYou have no idea at all. Moreover, Iâm not pursuing Michelle.â
âThen tell me, what is your relationship with her?â
âRelationship huh?â Alexâs gaze turned sharp. âAlright, Iâll tell you then. Itâs because Michelleâs
grandfather is about to die, and Iâm the only one who can save him. All the lineal descendants of the
Yowell family have been diagnosed with a very serious sickness and Iâm the only one who can help
them. Michelle almost died yesterday too, and I saved her. Are you satisfied with this answer yet?â