The Pinnacle Of Life

John snorted. “Don’t worry. Rockefeller Group and this manor are owned by our Rockefeller family. Since William is dead, there is no way Alex could take everything back. He can keep on dreaming. I will give him nothing, not even a single penny!”

“But, he seems to have become more powerful. Did he actually train himself during the time he went missing? Look at the table… it is said that only fighters could do that,” replied Carol.

As part of California’s high society, it was reasonable for Carol to know of the existence of such people—fighters.

“So what if he is one? What decade is he living in? No matter how powerful he is at fighting, he’s still vulnerable and there’s no way he could dodge an actual bullet,” John snorted.

He glared at Pepper Kimmich and thought, ‘Two months? Hmph, within these two months I’ll send both you and your cheap mom down to the depths of hell.’

Instantly, he felt much better as his mind became clearer. However, he suddenly thought about Brock, who he had sent out, was yet to be seen.

John immediately made a call to Brock, but it was not picked up.

Looking at the shattered table, John had a bad feeling about it.

….

on his way to Maple Villa, Alex’s cell phone rang. It was a

“Where are you now?”

answers to the many questions she had in her head as she realized that she could not thoroughly understand

casually, “Nowhere, I’m at

tonight then, it

will be

an Italian restaurant at

Alex hurried home.

Carter and his family were there as well,

his leg and softly said, “Uncle, you are finally here. Look what I got you? A chicken wing from KFC! It’s really delicious but Mom is stingy and doesn’t let me eat anymore. She said I can only have two every week. So, I

his heart was full

half of her favorite fried chicken wings for him was a big thing to the