The Pinnacle Of Life

Alex Rockefeller emphasized.

Dorothy Assex kicked him once. “Do you think I’m a fool and can’t tell what’s going on? This little b*tch used to yell at you for being a loser. She made you wash her socks every day. Unless, of course, you like the smell of her dirty socks. I’d have nothing to say then. Now, I’d willingly let her have you. That would spare me any further trouble!”

Alex directly pulled Dorothy into the room. “Let’s check on your mother. Earlier, the angioma in her brain ruptured. Fortunately, your little sister called me in time. Otherwise, things would’ve been unpredictable.”

When Dorothy heard this, she hurriedly ran into the room. Once she walked close to the bed, she suddenly slipped on something.

“What is this?” Dorothy asked.

She picked it up and looked at it. It was the personal item Alex had sniffed and tossed aside the bed earlier.

“Ahem. This is a personal item your mother used before. Hurry up and put it down!” Alex immediately said.

Dorothy didn’t react in time at first. After exactly three seconds, her facial expression changed drastically, and she frantically threw it away.

However, she exerted too much force when she did so. It knocked against the ceiling before falling directly onto Claire Assex’s body… To be honest, based on the two of their powers, they could easily catch it. However, neither of them moved. They watched the object spin around and landed directly on Claire’s mouth.

“Mrnph!”

hand to touch the spot on her mouth that was hurting. Just as she grabbed the object,

also

are all of you doing?” Claire asked

surprise before throwing it to

Alex felt perturbed.

this isn’t yours, could it even be

any way

choice but to catch it. That was because Dorothy stood right beside him. He couldn’t dodge even if he wanted

Dorothy began laughing unjustly.

in the room could

could hide in a hole right now. It was only expected for her to deny using it. Hence, none of them continued to press on in this

Fortunately, Alex arrived in time and saved the day!

truth. She rolled her eyes at

her head, shocked. “Me? Ruptured angioma? When did I

turned to look at Beatrice. “What happened

at her older sister. “It’s nothing. I