[Michelle, did your elder brother really do that with a slap? Do you have the footage of that time? Can I
request one?]
[Request+1.]
[Has Michelleâs elder brother reached Homan Tower now? Iâm waiting for the buildingâs collapse in front
of Homan Tower. Iâve prepared the HD camera! Iâm looking forward to the display of fireworks]
[Michelleâs elder brother, go the extra mile! I want to see you smash Homan Tower with Godâs Palm
today! The president of this company is quite shameless too. She has named the building after Homan.
Is she even worthy of it? The moment the building collapses, Iâm going to donate two hundred rockets
to express my feelings] The user with an ID called âYoung Master Wayneâ commented.
He instantly attracted likes from many people.
At this momentâ¦
Inside the eighty eighth story office of Homan Tower, Shirley Hancock, wearing high heels and an office
outfit, was sitting on the genuine animal skin sofa while looking at her cell phone. She was lurking in
Michelleâs live stream channel too!
She had said that she would ignore it, but plans always fell behind changes.
Never did she expect that a scum, who tried to piggyback on someone elseâs popularity in her eyes,
would stir up such a huge commotion. Even the aunt of her maternal family deliberately phoned her to
remind her to be cautious and pay more attention to the matterâs development because Alex did cause
a huge commotion half a year ago.
The footage that Alex had exposed recently was still playing in the corner of Shirleyâs computer screen.
It was the footage that he spoke up to make the president of Homan Technology, as known as her,
Shirley Hancock go to the Rockefeller family and kneel and apologize. That still immature face looked
funny no matter what.
âThereâs no such thing as regaining oneâs youth in the world.â
âIt can be justified if you were to become a little younger but turning into a teenager⦠Even the ancient
Supremes couldnât do it, so how could you do so? Youâre just a deceitful scum. You arenât Alex
Rockefeller at all.â
Shirley held onto her thoughts because she once received a jade medal from an Olympus divine envoy.
She consulted various ancient books and knew about the ancient Supremesâ many abilities, so she
sincerely thought that this kid was a liar.
However, she saw someone was unexpectedly scolding her on Michelleâs live stream channel at this
moment. The scolding was quite unpleasant to the ears.
The arrogant young lady of the Hancock family could not hold it any longer, so she joined them and
rebuked them with a comment: [Iâm the president of Homan Technology, Shirley Hancock! Iâm now
waiting on the top floor of Homan Tower to see how this building of mine will collapse! Also, Young
Master Wayne, I know who you are. Your father, the Little Target, even kneeled before me here a few
days ago, but now youâre badmouthing me behind my back. Do you not fear your father will break your
legs?]
Shirleyâs comment was soon overwhelmed because many people were typing and chattering. However,
someone saw it and even reuploaded the screenshot of the comment.
In an instant, the atmosphere in the live stream channel became bizarreâ¦
[Young Master Wayne, someone has recognized you!]
[Wilbur, youâre screwed. Youâre bound to kneelâ¦]
[Wilbur, Iâll pay you a silent tribute!]
While standing in a luxurious room of a huge building, the man called âYoung Master Wayneâ initially
held a glass of red wine in his hand and watched Homan Tower across the street. But when he saw
Shirley making such a comment, he instantly felt as though thorns were pricking his back, and the wine
was no longer fragrant.
Soon, a phone call came in.
Wilbur looked at it. It was a call from Wilbert. After connecting the call, he heard a barrage of roars.
âYou dumb*ass! What kind of bullsh*ts did you mention in SwitchTVâs live stream channel? Whatâs the
point of supporting that stupid anchorwoman? Did she allow you to sleep with her or what? Do you
know who the president of Homan Technology is? Youâre inviting trouble to my Wayne family! Come
back right now! Otherwise, Iâll break your legs!â
Wilbur pulled a long face.
âD*mn, the president of Homan Technology must be bored. Why would she appear in the live stream
channel?â
Shirley, who was in Homan Tower, sneered and dropped her phone. She had just phoned Wilbert,
whose nickname was âLittle Targetâ.
Looking at the time, there were still two minutes before nine oâclock.
She walked to the window side of the high building and looked down.
Michiganâs city center was still congested and bustling like the daytime, and people had filled the
surroundings. Under such circumstances, she did not believe in the slightest that the kid would make
her huge building collapse.
It was 8:59 pm.
Michelle went online with the screen facing Homan Tower.
âLadies and gentlemen, the live stream of the collapse of Homan Tower has begun. Everyone, donât
blink, okay? Look at the sky.â
The sky?
What was there in the sky?