The Pinnacle Of Life

“Little Miss B?”

Alex Rockefeller was stunned hearing that.

He looked at Zachary Xavier. “Uncle Xavier, you must have gotten the wrong person. My mother grew up as an orphan. How could she be Little Miss B?”

However, Zachary still seemed very excited. He had a determined expression on his face. “I can’t have mistaken you for someone else. You are Little Miss B! Little Miss B, I’m Zachary Xavier, do you still remember me? I even held you when you were a child…”

Alex didn’t know whether to cry or laugh. He looked over at Brittany Rockefeller.

Standing nearby, Cheryl Coney and Sky Melvis were also stunned by what they were witnessing. Both had odd expressions on their faces. Right then, the head of Michigan’s Stoermer family, Zayn Stoermer, Kazim Stoermer, and Xyla Stoermer, had also arrived.

Zayn and Zachary knew each other from before.

Back when Alex fought against two Grandmasters in Michigan’s Stoermer family, Zachary even planned to rush over to save him.

Zayn greeted Alex first.

scene. He looked at Zachary. “Guardian Xavier, it’s you. Why are you here

Instead, Zachary continued to look at Brittany.

‘Ehh..?’

again. This time, when he looked at his mother, his gaze changed a

had a grandmother, but

about two hundred kilometers away from California. After she passed away, she was buried in Long Beach. Back then, during Memorial Day each year, they would head back there to clean the grave. Alex’s mother would always stand there for nearly half a

had asked his mother about his other family members, but her answer

her face. In the end, she shook her head. “Mr. Xavier, you have really mistaken me for someone else. I’m honestly not the Little Miss B you

it. There was a light, white scar that spanned

with swords. In the end, you accidentally got cut in the arm. Your entire arm nearly came off. I was the one who brought you to the doctor. You can’t lie to me,”

a complicated

it anymore. She sighed. “Uncle Xavier, Little Miss B from years ago is long dead. My name is now Brittany Rockefeller. Why must you cling

eyes nearly