The Pinnacle Of Life

They were members of the underworld, not janitors! With over two hundred people

working together, they soon managed to transform the factory. However, the collapsed

walls, rusty gates, uneven floors and damaged buildings weren’t things that could be

fixed immediately.

They still needed to work on cementing, sanding and getting doors and windows from

suppliers, among other things.

Now, it was getting close to dusk.

The group of people had been working hard, and they hadn’t even had a drop of water

to drink. Many of them even held their pee in. They were afraid that if Alex Rockefeller

caught them slacking, he’d beat them up. That would have been very unfortunate

indeed.

As these people endured their hunger and pent up anger, a truck drove into the

compound. Everyone immediately smelled fragrant food in the air and they began to

salivate.

Alex summoned these goons to move dozens of tables over to form a single row of

tables.

In the next moment, people began unloading countless delicious looking dishes from

the truck.

These dishes included braised pork, grilled chicken, beef stew, roasted lamb, lobsters,

crabs and abalone soup.

the one who had pre-ordered these dishes

the woman who founded Rockefeller Group, now worth three hundred billion

she be able to afford this? She was doing this both to reward the

as well as showing them what she was

came from

kid was retarded enough to spend

underworld?’ they wondered.

eyes glistened. They

this before.

Yates was moving her fingers and licking her

for us?” asked the one-eyed man as he

Brittany chuckled.

work, everyone. We’ve had to fight it out

Come, let’s eat before

was

liked watching One Piece a lot. She was filled with a passion for adventure,

liked moments

managed to

have the mind of a business

much money, and life had been very

her feel

up a bottle

right. Brittany even ordered

could there not be alcohol

Rockefeller, I raise my glass to you!

you as my boss!”

was what Alex wanted

raised his glass

started to give out money. She pointed at the one-eyed

you two million dollars. Tomorrow. I want you to buy

factory up. I want

two days,”

Bart. “I’m giving you