Alex Rockefeller slapped Vanya Tyler a little too hard. Vanya was only a normal girl. How could she
take it?
She immediately spun around and fell to the ground. Half her face had become swollen and she
coughed out
a mouthful of bloody teeth. Everyoneâs hair was standing.
After being hit so hard, Vanya was unable to react for a long while. âYou! How dare you hit Ms. Tyler?
Youâre in trouble. Youâre in big trouble. Even God canât save you now!â The Chanel storeâs manager
shouted in surprise. Meanwhile, another staff member quickly went to look for
security guards. âSecurity, security! Ms. Fernandezâs daughter has been hit! Come here, quickly!â Two
security guards happened to be passing by the door. When they heard that Ms. Fernandezâs daughter
had
been hit, they were shocked. They immediately charged into the store. âWho did it?â
âWhich idiot dared to hit Ms. Fernandezâs daughter? Does he have a death wish?â Right then, Vanya
stood up with the help of Chanelâs staff members. Vanya noticed at least five or six of her fallen teeth
on the ground, all in close proximity to each other. Her
expression at the time was simply indescribable.
There was a mix of extreme anger, fear and resentment. Teeth that had been knocked off couldnât be
put back. She would have to install dentures. Vanya was still so young, but she would already have to
install so many dentures. How would she spend the
rest of her days?
She screamed hysterically as she pointed at Alex and shouted.
âHe did this. This b*stard did this. Hit him. I
want him dead! Whoever kills him, Iâll give them a million dollars. He hit me first. You wonât be
incriminated
for killing him.â
The two security guards both felt tempted. As the saying goes, brave men existed whenever a great
reward
was involved.
The two security guards let out a loud cry before picking up their hats and started swinging at
Alexâs face. Bang! Bang!
Alex was nonchalant as he casually kicked the two security guards to the ground. They couldnât get up
even
after a long time.
The Chanel storeâs manager nearly went mad. âAre you crazy? Didnât you hear what I said? Ms.
Fernandez
works for Thousand Miles Conglomerate. She works for Lord Lex Gunther. How dare you mess with
Thousand Miles Conglomerate and Lord Lex Gunther? Do you really want to die? Itâs fine if you want to
die, but shouldnât you think of your family and friends?
Do you want them to be severely punished as well?â Alex laughed coldly. Lord Lex Gunther was an
ass-kisser. Whenever he saw Alex, he acted as if heâd seen his
grandfather. Would Lord Lex Gunther dare to severely punish Alex?
Besides, the entire Thousand Miles Conglomerate belonged to Alexâs family. Alex snorted coldly. He
slapped the pretty store manager across her face too. âMiss, are you alright?â
âThis man must be crazy. He even hit our store manager!â The store manager covered her face. She
was extremely angry. She immediately took her phone out and called
Vanya Tylerâs mother, Ms. Fernandez, on the phone.
At this moment, Claire Assex was scared out of her wits. For those who lived in California, the mere
mention of Lord Lex Guntherâs name was enough to make a kid
stop crying out of terror. Claire immediately rushed over and grabbed Alex by his hand. âYou idiot. You
canât do anything right. Do
you really want to drag us down with you to hell?
Who asked you to hit them? They work for Thousand Miles
Conglomerate and Lord Lex Gunther! Donât you know that? Havenât you heard of them? Heâs going to
kill
everyone in our family! Get down on your knees and apologize to Ms. Tyler right now! Otherwise, Iâm
going
to slap you!â What?
Alex froze for a moment. His eyes narrowed while he looked coldly at Claire. âDonât you have any
brains?
She did this to you and Beatrice. Arenât you angry at all? You even want me to get down on my knees
and
apologize. Do you want me to lick toilet bowls and eat sh*t with you as well? Are you willing to do that?â
Claireâs face turned pale. She was in so much panic that she was about to wet her pants. âBut, they
work for Thousand Miles
Conglomerate and Lord Lex Gunther. What can we do? Weâll die! Later, you must act a little more
humbly. Accept all the blame and bow to them a few more times.
Youâll lick the toilet bowls on your own. Do it for
Beatrice and me too,â Claire said. Alex was dumbfounded. Although he had heard about many weird
mothers-in-law, he truly hadnât met anyone as weird as Claire