Alex grinned widely and took out his phone, opening up a text message.
âThis is the sum of money that I had just received. Look at it and tell me, is it enough to take a wife?â
It was the twenty billion dollars that the Seay family had transferred to him. There was a long string of
zeros!
After taking a look, the landlord felt as though he had been struck by lightning.
âThis⦠Itâs impossible, it must be fake! Hmph, who do you think you can fool with a text message like
this?â
Then, he suddenly thought of something. He turned to Zella and said, âZella Yaeger, it canât be that you
want to follow him because of this fake message? Donât be stupid, heâs just attracted by your beauty.
When youâre deceived later, you might be asked to accompany men in order to make money! Itâs
twenty billion dollars, you really believe it? You must not believe it, houses are the source of hard
currency.â
Alex put away his phone, then smiled at the landlord. âYouâll soon have no houses.â
The landlord chided, âF*ck, you sh*tty brat, are you looking for death? Do you believe that I can keep
you from getting out of this neighbourhood with just a call?â
Aunt Rockefeller really felt a headache about it. She gave the landlord a slap on his face, then turned
to Alex and said, âWhy are you talking so much nonsense with him? Iâm getting a headache just
listening to the two of you.â
The landlord, who was knocked to the ground from the slap, was seething with rage.
Just as he was about to get up to cause a ruckus, Alex sent a wave of mental power to him. âLandlord,
go out now and sell all the houses under your name, then donate all the money you get from it to
Americaâs Hope Project You would wake up only once everything is done!â
Snap!
With a snap of finger, the idea was firmly implanted in the landlordâs mind.
When he woke up, his entire person was lit with passion. He was not in a state of muddle headedness,
but he had a strong thought in his mind that was to sell off all the houses in his name and donate all the
wealth to Americaâs Hope Project. After looking at Alex, Zella, and everyone else, he slapped his head
and said, âI suddenly remembered that I have something important to do. Iâm leaving first!â
Having said that, he rushed out of the place to sell his houses, burning with anxiety.
Zella looked at Alex in surprise. âHe⦠Will he really do it?â
Alex nodded. âHe canât resist at all, with how weak his mental power is! Iâm also doing it for the good of
the people. If an unscrupulous person owns too many properties, it will just serve to harm the society.
He came to harm you this time, maybe heâs still harming others behind your back. Without his houses,
he wonât have the means to keep women or support them. Perhaps heâll become a more honest person
in the future.â
Aunt Rockefeller gently snorted. âYou really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. I even wanted to kill him
with a slap.â
Then, she said to Zella, âYouâre really stubborn. Why would you tolerate an old geezer like that? You
should take action when itâs time to take action. When you encounter this kind of garbage, thereâs only
two words for him, beat him!â
Zella smiled bitterly and shook her head.
Winniefred pulled her motherâs hand and said, âMommy didnât beat up that perverted old geezer
because of me.â
âWhy?â Aunt Rockefeller asked.
Winniefred said, âBecause Mommy said that if she does that, I wonât be able to attend kindergartenâ¦
Hmph, kindergarten is not fun at all. In fact, I donât want to go there at all. Itâs all wimpy kids there, they
are annoying too.â
This was just a brief interlude.
That night, Alex delivered a pill to Nickolas Dyer. Then, he used twenty minutes to cure him of
pancreatic cancer.
âNow, itâs time to leave Alaska!â Aunt Rockefeller said as she also felt a little anxious. âBut, before
heading for California, letâs make a stop at the Missouriâs Colemans first!â