The Pinnacle Of Life

Alex Rockefeller lifted the bald guy by his collar and said, “You have to pay for the damages, three million dollars!”

“Um, well, I do not have that much money!”

“Perhaps we have to pay Princess Escort a visit then!”

Shoving the tied-up bald guy into his BMW M8, Alex pulled out the embedded machete from the window and punctured the deployed airbags.

Vroom!

The engines revved to life.

Fortunately, although somewhat wrecked, it was still drivable.

Nudging the Volkswagen out of his way, Alex drove the M8 away from the accident site, headed straight for Princess Fleur.

His curiosity was piqued. Who exactly was Princess Fleur?

On his way there, the car made all sorts of noises, its components falling apart as he drove along. It was quite a sight for onlookers and had attracted plenty of attention, more so than a brand-new BMW would.

“Gosh, isn’t that an M8? What a pity!”

“Seems like a newly-bought car too, even the license plate is not up yet. Hold on…Beatrice, could it be your ex-brother-in-law’s car?”

was a pure coincidence for them to witness the sight before

the car, and Beatrice Assex managed to get a good look.

insured yet. Wonderful! Serves

before Alex arrived at

cabin by the riverbank and

damned!

the bald guy along, Alex walked toward the

kick, he broke down the door and shoved

“Argh!”

few men

you here at

what this

“Well, Princess Escort, I

of the men was taken aback. “How dare you insult

leg and kicked the oncoming attacker. The man was sent flying like a cannonball, finally landing on the ground after crashing

to him. “Tell

man was rooted to the ground as he looked

“Get over there!”

no respite, he was sent flying

the hell out here, Princess

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