The Pinnacle Of Life

He knew better. After all, Lord Lex Gunther revered Alex Rockefeller, a close friend’s offspring, according to him. However, he had zero knowledge of Alex’s actual identity.

“What’s up? Why did you come?” asked Princess Fleur.

“My, I almost screwed things up. Lord Lex passed out suddenly.”

“What?!” Princess Fleur shrieked. “Go, we need to get to Hell’s Angels now!”

She dashed out, limping a little, and quickly got into her Lamborghini.

Following right behind her was Alex, who got into the passenger seat.

“Why are you here? Get off my car!” She was annoyed.

Alex sat unperturbed. “Start the engine; we are going to see your Father.”

“What has it got to do with you?”

“You will know when we get there.”

Lamborghini sped away, leaving

later, they arrived at Hell’s

was parked, Princess Fleur sprang

“Where is Father?”

the room by the backyard. Mr.

to grant him free movement in and out of Hell’s Angels, he was not stopped nor

Lex and was

was the epitome of a man with power, exuding dominance and authority wherever he went. Yet, he now looked like a man in his seventies instead, frail and

a few days since they last saw each other

Something was off.

immediately understood why. It was all thanks to his Third Eye, an ability described in the Ultimate Book of Medicine that allowed the practitioner to identify every single

currently latched onto Lord Lex’s

man dressed in a doctor’s robe next to her, “Mr. Jakob, what is wrong

fainted out of the blue and lost his energy and spirit. I checked everything, but I have no idea what is going

the hospital

care of him. Please, leave

“Who the heck are you? This has nothing to do

doctor. He explained, “Lady Fleur,