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?”

a pure coincidence for them to witness the

a good look. “Hahaha! It’s that idiot’s new

think it’s insured yet. Wonderful! Serves

not long before Alex

wooden cabin by the riverbank and told Alex that Princess Fleur was

be damned! She lives

bald guy along, Alex walked toward the

forceful kick, he broke down the door and

“Argh!”

few men

are you? Why are you here at

what this

Escort,

of the men was taken aback. “How dare

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

to him. “Tell Princess Escort that I am

to the ground as he

“Get over there!”

respite, he was sent flying before crash-landing

out here,

in