The Pinnacle Of Life

Alex’s heart sank with restlessness.

Recalling the look in her eyes when she first saw him, he secretly thought, ‘It’s over. My dad was a Casanova. Could it be that he hooked up with this Aunt Grace as well? If that’s the case, it would be too embarrassing.’

‘Oh, that’s not right.’

‘Phoebe Larsen, she can’t be my dad’s offspring, right?’

For a brief moment, he actually had an illusion of becoming Giacomo Casanova.

On the other hand, Phoebe exclaimed, “Mom, you guys really know each other? That’s so strange. How did you meet his father?”

Alex was curious as well.

Grace said, “It’s a long story. Alex’s dad, William Rockefeller, was like an elder brother to me. He could be said to be my half master. My martial cultivation was actually passed down from Alex’s dad.”

As she spoke, she started reminiscing.

She then looked at Alex and turned to her daughter again. She smiled as she said, “Back then, it was a night with a bright moon on the sea. I was stranded on an isolated island with Bro William as well as several friends at the time. In our conversation, we even used to mention arranging a child betrothal for you both!”

“Huh?”

stunned at the same time. Phoebe’s

asked, “Aunt Grace, could it be that you have

was still in her first grade! In fact, your dad even hugged

Why can’t I remember it?” Phoebe

was a tall uncle who gave you a present on your birthday that year. Do you still remember

mother’s colleague, and his gift was very special. It was a string of emerald rabbit necklace. Since she was born in the Rabbit Year,

about

the conversation went on, Alex and Phoebe found that the two of them actually had many interactions when they

and “Bee” were also written

predestined relationship

were a

all of a sudden.” When Grace said this, she seemed mournful. She actually cried with her face covered. “If you hadn’t saved Phoebe this time, I wouldn’t have known this matter too. Bro William was a genius. How could he just…

her mother referred to Alex’s father as ‘Bro William’ and even cried with her

snort, as if she wanted to blame

asked, “When was the last time you met