The Pinnacle Of Life

“Hahaha…”

Back in the main hall, seeing Alex safe and sound, Brittany, Geronimo, and everyone else let out a breath of relief. Geronimo asked what Grant had spoken to him about, and Alex found some excuses to muddle through the questioning before everyone started chatting once again.

Then, Geronimo brought up a topic that he wasn’t aware of being sensitive and said, “Daughter, your husband has already been gone for a year. You’re young and beautiful. You can’t intend to stay widowed forever, right? Do you want me to ask your second mother to find you a suitable man?”

Alex immediately replied, “No!”

Geronimo glared at Alex. “Oh, you stinky brat. You already have so many wives and concubines. How can you let your mother be a widow? Your mother is also a normal woman, and she has needs. It can’t be that you expect her to rely on herself only every day?”

This old man was speaking so shamelessly.

Brittany’s face was already flushed from embarrassment and immediately interrupted Geronimo’s words. “Let’s not talk about this anymore. I won’t agree to it.”

Geronimo blamed Alex as he said, “Daughter, don’t be bothered by this kid. He’s already so old, and you don’t have to put too much consideration into his acceptance. The most important thing is your happiness. A woman can’t be happy in life without a man, don’t you think so?”

continued, “There are a lot of good men in Alaska. There are officials. There are the rich ones. Some are

back, and if he finds out that his wife has remarried, he might explode on

looking at Geronimo, it seemed that the old man wasn’t just saying the words. He was genuinely concerned that this old man would end up matchmaking his mother, and even if it didn’t work out in the end. Once word got out, it wouldn’t be

spoke immediately. “No, I already said

you stand in your mother’s shoes and think about it? I know you can’t accept having a stepfather

“He’s not dead.”

dead? He…

widened. “Alex, what did you say? Your father

cheeks. “Alright, I’ll tell you the truth. My dad faked

Boom!

bomb had gone off in her mind. She grasped her son’s hand tightly. “He faked his death? Then, where is he now? Where is he? Why didn’t he come

don’t know the specifics about his whereabouts right now,” Alex said. “But the ashes of his aren’t real, and it was ashes of an old sow. According to my investigations over the past six months, he may

she was incapable of being any more excited at this

said that his father wasn’t just some ordinary commoner, that not only was he a Grandmaster, and he was also a cultivator and head