Grant nodded. âAlright. Since Elder Crain has given such an order, I have no objections. I just wanted
to bring Alex back because I didnât want to cause a commotion here. These people are pretty triggered,
so I donât want them to do anything rash. Itâll just be a lot more trouble.â
Phoebe and the others huffed sarcastically.
âIf you were really worried about that, you wouldnât have smashed their hall into ruins.â
âLetâs just evacuate for now!â
With the order, many were chased out of the Zimmersâ home and were forced to keep their mouths
shut. Whatever that had happened here was never to be told to the public. If anyone did so, they would
be guilty of treason.
Department Six, the Divine Constabulary, and the old Hidden Dragons were all significant organizations
within America. If anyone were to find out that they were fighting each other, it would become a national
dispute, especially if this incident was known internationally.
This was something they simply couldnât allow. Hence, everyone who exited was forced to sign a non-
disclosure agreement under the supervision of the military.
If any information on this incident were to be leaked, they would be heavily interrogated. They might
even lose their wealth or life over this. In the end, the trial was just a formality to close the case.
Although Zacharyâs laptop was broken, the video files were still saved within.
Moreover, Eastonâs goons, Gordolf, and the officers who arrested him had all testified to prove Alexâs
innocence. With this much evidence at hand, Quentin and Snowâs accusations were all for naught.
Half an hour later, the trial ended peacefully. Draco boarded the helicopter and left the Zimmersâ home
as well.
Alex, Aunt Rockefeller, the Larsens, Zachary, and Geronimo headed out too.
The inspector from Alaska arrested Quentin as Snow escorted Grant on their way out.
Apart from them and the main Zimmer family, no one should know how the trial went. Everything was to
be kept top secret at all costs.
***
Just as they exited the gates, Geronimo couldnât help but grab Alexâs hand, scanning him from top to
bottom. He then asked hurriedly, âWhereâs your mother? My daughter, I mean. Where is she?â
Alex stared at him intently. Without warning, he punched his chest harshly.
Geronimo couldnât have expected that, and he fell a couple of steps backward. His expression
darkened as he vomited a mouthful of blood.
Everyone was shocked to see this, especially Zachary. Zachary felt his heart sinking to the bottom.
âAlex! What the hell? Heâs your grandfather, for crying out loud!â he yelled angrily.
He then proceeded to help Geronimo to his feet.
Alex replied. âI know, which is exactly why I punched him.â
Zachary was speechless.
Geronimo wiped off the blood from his mouth and laughed. âGood, good! That was such a good punch.
I feel much better after vomiting that out. That son of a b*tch Grant sure was brutal with his attacks. Ah,
my amazing grandson! I wouldnât believe your second grandmother when she told me that you were a
master named Rockefeller. But now I do!â
Zachary watched as the two conversed. He then realized that Alex didnât actually punch the president.
He was merely healing his injuries.
Alex took a rejuvenation pill out and handed it to Geronimo. âEat this. Itâs good for you.â
Geronimo took it without hesitation and shoved it into his mouth. âAlright, can I see my daughter now?
Oh my sweet little Brianna, Iâve been searching for her for forty yearsâ¦â
Alex nodded.
Somewhat satisfied with Geronimoâs actions throughout the whole incident, he knew that his
grandfather was but a passionate old man.