âAlex, boss, Iâm begging you. Please spare me. Please spare Paradise Corp! Iâm
begging you! â Roger Graham was truly scared now.
Before Paradise Corp became successful, the Graham family were a bunch of normal
citizens living in a poverty stricken area. The entire family lived in a tiny, run down house
of around fifty square meters. Whenever it rained cats and dogs outside, the rain would
seep in through the roof.
Come winter time, and they would all be shivering from the cold.
Roger absolutely did not wish to return to such living conditions again. If that were to be
the case, heâd rather jump off the building from the eighteenth floor.
Shayna Morrison, who stood nearby, was thoroughly shocked.
She quickly went over to help Roger get up. âMr. Graham, what are you doing? Isnât he
just some guy who depends on women for a living? Why are you even begging him on
your knees?
Can he even threaten Paradise Corp? People would die laughing,â she said.
Thump!
Roger grabbed hold of Shayna and pushed her forcefully.
Caught off guard, Shayna lost her balance and fell to the ground.
Roger started cruelly slapping her. âWho did you say depended on women for a living?
This is my boss. Youâre the one who depends on others! Your entire family depends on
others!â he yelled.
This was a buffet restaurant, and Shayna was the owner.
When the security guards saw their boss being hit, they couldnât stand idle, immediately
punching and kicking Roger wildly.
Maya Howards started tickling Rockefellerâs feet beneath the table again.
âWhatâs going on?â Alex looked at Maya. She was moving further and further up his leg,
to the point that her toes were now touching his thigh.
âAre you trying to seduce me?â Alex thought.
âWhy donât we leave?â Maya asked softly.
A huge scene had broken out in the restaurant. Countless people were now gathered
around them. How could they continue eating?
âDeal. Letâs go!â Alex grabbed Mayaâs ankle and scratched her leg slightly with his nails.
He knew that she was very afraid of being tickled.
Indeed, Maya let out a soft gasp. She pulled her leg away at lightning speed, knocking
her knee against the bottom of the table as she did so. It hurt so badly that she bit her
lower lip, rolling her eyes several times at Alex.
When Roger saw Alex standing up, he quickly scrambled over. âBoss, boss, Iâm begging
you. Please spare us!â
Alex looked at Roger coldly while shaking his head. âI donât deserve to be your boss. I
donât even deserve to call you my boss! Roger, I just have one thing to tell you and your
father. God sees everything that we humans do. You should avoid doing immoral things.
Iâm sure you havenât forgotten about how Paradise Corp came to success, have you?
My father was able to make you successful.
Likewise, I will also be able to make you
come crashing down. In this world, thereâs a remedy for everything but regret,â Alex
said.
Bang!
Alex kicked Roger out of the way before pulling Maya along and leaving the restaurant.
After that, the two didnât head to any fancy restaurant but instead ran over to a food
street not too far away.
This was a famous old street in California that had been in
existence since the Middle Ages. It had a long history, and visitors crowded it on a daily
basis.
Maya pulled Alex along by his hand as they passed various merchants and stalls. She
was as happy as a bird that had been let out of its cage. Maya was already beautiful. At
this moment, her energetic charm attracted even more attention from countless
bystanders.
Their mouths were smothered in the grease of various delicacies, ones that included
tofu with minced meat, lamb skewers, cuttlefish roe, and pineapple fried rice.
Maya spun around in place, her hair swirling in the air. She then looked at Alex. âIâve not
had delicacies like this in a long time. Iâm so happy today!â she exclaimed.
âThese arenât even the exotic ones. You can order these online, and you can have them
whenever you want,â Alex said.
Maya rolled her eyes at him.
âSuch an idiot!â she thought.
Many a time, having a good meal involved oneâs mood and the company they ate with.
The latter was what mattered the most
âLittle brother, thereâs something on your lips,â Maya pointed at Alexâs mouth and said.
Alex rubbed his lips. âIs it still there?
âYes,â replied Maya.
âWhat about now?â Alex asked.