Waltz explained. âFrank Accardo is the CEO of Valtameri Co. in California. Heâs possibly the only
person who is equal to my godfather in Californiaâs underworld. However, this man likes keeping a low
profile, so heâs a pretty mysterious guy. We once had a conflict with Valtameri Co. and was about to
lose. But he backed away for no reason and this was never mentioned ever again.
âBack then, Azure lost to him.â She said as she pointed to Brock.
âOh?â Alex turned to Brock as well, tapping his fingers on the coffee table.
âIf Frank Accardo really is such a powerful figure, then why would his right-hand man be working as a
bodyguard for John Rockefeller? They were in no way connected to each other.
âLooks like Mom was right, John must be hiding a deep dark secret.
âCould it be related to Dadâs death?â Alex thought as he glared at Brock. He just wanted to murder him
right now.
He approached Brock and bent down. âTell me, why are you working as Johnâs bodyguard? Was John
the one who killed my father back then? What role did you play in all of this?â
Brock smiled but remained silent.
Alex smirked and placed a finger between Brockâs eyebrows. He was using the Soul Banishing Touch
once again!
One second, two seconds⦠four seconds passed.
Brock had persisted for a second longer than that murderer. Just then, a stream of blood flowed out of
his mouth.
Alex was alarmed and he immediately opened Brockâs mouth by squeezing his lower jaw.
However, it was too late. Brock had chewed on the poison he had hidden in his teethâhe had decided
to commit suicide.
âGod damn it!â
This man had just poisoned himself in Alexâs house. Though Alex was now a powerful figure with the
skills he obtained from his ancestor and also someone Lex admired greatly, he was still nervous about
having a corpse in his home.
He had never experienced anything like this before after all.
Waltz noticed him panicking. She was slightly puzzled at first, then she chuckled and cocked her head.
âAre you scared?â
As one of the Three Great Chieftains of Californiaâs underworld, Waltz was not fazed by a corpse at all.
It was just another ordinary day for herâthey see corpses every day when dealing in the underworld
anyway.
Alexâs strength and mysterious method had made Waltz quite nervous around him. However, seeing
him being scared of a corpse made her loosen up and relieved. âI didnât expect the almighty Mr.
Rockefellerâthe one who even Jarsurya groveled forâto be scared of corpses. This is hilarious.â
Alex narrowed his eyes. âThis is my house. Why wouldnât it bother me that someone killed themselves
here?â
Waltz took a step forward and lifted Alexâs chin slightly, smiling softly. âItâs not a bother. You just have to
call me Big Sister and Iâll take care of it for you. I promise that there wouldnât be any traces left. What
do you say?â
The two were just two inches away from each other and Waltzâs chest was especially close to Alex.
Alex almost couldnât resist from locking her in his embrace.
âCould this be revenge for having her call me Big Brother?â
Just then, Alex slapped Waltzâs behind.
Waltz was startled and took a few steps back. Her cheeks were flushed. âYouâ¦you slapped me
again?â
Alex huffed. âIâm reminding you that youâre here to work as my servant under your godfatherâs orders. If
you donât want to, I could always have him send someone else.â
Waltz was slightly annoyed. âWhat? Did you just call me your servant?â
Alex replied, âDo you think just anyone can be my servant? Youâre lucky to be chosen so be grateful for
this opportunity.â