Alex felt as if he was bitten by a dog after noticing Claire within the group. He had almost cursed out
loud as well.
Waltz froze and scoffed in disbelief.
Aunt Rockefellerâs expression darkened when she saw them.
âClaire Assex, what are you doing here? Have you dented your brain? Why are you even hanging out
with such people?â Alex spoke up. His tone was clearly hostile.
Upon hearing this, the group of people looked in Claireâs direction.
Claire chuckled coldly. She was here to watch him fall into his demise anyway.
Seeing how the Golden Dragon Warriors had surrounded him, she felt shocked yet satisfied. âI knew
this day would come, Rockefeller?! Like I said, karma will get back your ungrateful *ss someday! It
didnât even take more than a week for this to happen! Iâm here to see how youâre going to dig your
grave!â
Alex had already become immune to her hurtful words. âSorry, but youâre going to be disappointed. Iâm
not about to die just yet.â
Claire laughed scornfully. âYou wouldnât know to fear death till it looks you in the eye, huh? Are you
blind? Just look at all these golden boxers from the Johansson family here! Any one of them could
chop you into pieces!â
The first row of warriorsâ mouths twitched after being called âgolden boxersâ of all things. Their golden
blades started trembling, wishing they could beat this woman up. She was only safe for now because
shewas on their side.
âYouâre just insulting us!â
Waltz couldnât bear to watch Claireâs smug face and decided to talk back. âCan you be any more
shameless, you Assex hag? Who was the one who cried and kneeled before Alex, begging him to
remarry your daughter, huh? Now youâve found yourself this random rich heir and started licking his
shoes? So youâre willing to sell your daughter to someone as long as theyâre rich? How can people like
you continue living on without having any shame for yourself?â
Aunt Rockefellerâs eyes started twitching from anger.
Claire exploded. âHow dare a mere slave like you talk to me like that? Youâre no better! Rockefeller has
so many women around him, yet youâre volunteering to be his mistress! Has every man on earth died?
Youâre just a wh*re! Youâre blind! So what if I like money? Who doesnât? And youâre right. Yone here is
my new son-in-law, and heâs so much better than Rockefeller! Hmph! Just look at you⦠Youâre going to
die young, along with him, all because youâre still willing to follow him⦠â
Claire was just too good at arguing. Waltz knew she couldnât win this. She was so furious that her face
flushed. âDo you want me to rip your mouth off your face?â
Claire popped her chest out. âOh yeah? Come on then! You think Iâd be scared of you? Take a look at
the situation that youâre in! All these golden brothers are looking at you, knives in their hands! Do you
think theyâre just decorations? Do you think theyâre just some golden goosebumps?â
At that moment, many of the warriors were filled with mixed emotions.
However, Claire wasnât satisfied yet. She grabbed the warrior near her and said, âCome on. Hey boxer,
please show this blind woman what you can do. You should do a move⦠Something cool, like the
Golden Cut of Wrath!â
The warrior was trembling from fury. Tightening his grip on the blade, the veins on his arm started
popping out. He wanted to kill, kill this woman who just wouldnât stop running her mouth.
âEnough!â Danial shouted. His voice was loud and clear. âYour time is up! I tried giving you a chance,
but none of you came kneeling before me. So donât blame us, Johanssons, for being merciless. Iâllâ¦â
Suddenly, Alex interrupted him. He pushed him aside and said coldly, âOh, piss off. Itâs not twelve yet.
Iâll deal with you in a bit!â
âWhat?â
Danialâs face was flushed red, and it froze up.
He continued to watch as Alex walked toward Claire and Yone.
Alex scanned them lightly and turned to Yone. âSo youâre the grandchild of Frederick Duncan, the
richest man in West California? What are you doing here?â
Yone couldnât hold back his laughter; he pointed towards Claire and said, âNothing really. I just brought
my mother-in-law here to watch how you peasants die.â
Smack!
Alex slapped him right across his face.
Yone felt his cheek burning up. Half of his face was starting to swell up, and his ears were ringing. He
even spat out a few of his teeth as well.
Infuriated, Yone yelled, âHow dare you slap me? Do you even know who I am, you loser?!â
Smack!