The Pinnacle Of Life

“Sis, who are those people? They’re here to cause a scene, right? They’re wearing such red clothes!” Beatrice took a few steps back as she looked at the people in red clothing and odd hairstyles. Dorothy whispered. “They’re definitely trouble.” Claire chuckled coldly. “The old lady used to be so bossy, so she must’ve offended quite a lot of people when

she was alive.

I’d say that this is her karma everyone is here to seek revenge as soon as she died.” Unexpectedly, Claire was right this time. These men in red walked in with stem expressions on their faces, pushing anyone that was in their way

forcefully. Some even lost balance and fell to the ground. However, looking at their stance, none of them

dared to express their anger.

The guests could only crawl back up to their feet and watch the situation unfold. “Who are you people?” Anderson stood forward and asked. Since his brother had vomited blood, he had to

step up as the old lady’s second son. Suddenly, one of the men in red slapped him hard across the face, causing him to fall to the ground.

The slap was brutal and so quick. Alex could tell that this person was a martial artist, but he wasn’t a threat at all. Emma rushed over to help her father up. “Dad, are you okay? Why did you slap hitn? What are you trying to

do?”

The man then kicked Emma aside. “Well, we’re not here to do you, that’s for sure. Get lost, you ugly b*tch!” Emma was enraged. She knew that she was fairly good looking, hence she felt that she had nothing to do with

the word ‘ugly’. ‘

Within the group of men in red was their leader. He

the old lady today, so we should go

them, so why are you

cared about their blood relatives after all. Some hot tempered ones lunged towards them with stools in hand. In just mere seconds, the

ground, crying

shocked to their core, none dared to stand up for the Assex family. As for Alex, he just continued to watch the situation go down like he was watching

into someone else’s business. “Mr. Assex, such a wonderful… Oh wait, no. How do you describe this? F*ck,

more, I can’t even find the right

well, sorry for your loss I

stared at Benny.

he had gone to jail for that. So let‘s just get

to return what you’ve borrowed, it’s just basic human decency! That’s why

pay back our loan despite your mother’s

the color drained from the Assexes’ faces.

as well. The loan sharks were the ones who killed the old lady, yet they still came by to cause chaos in the