he man was actually Zendaya Stoermerâs father. Alex Rockefeller was slightly surprised. For a
moment, he felt a nervousness as if he was meeting his
father-in-law. But he soon felt relieved⦠Recently, rumors about Zendaya Stoermer and him had been
rife
throughout the country.
As one of the characters involved, Alex naturally knew a lot about it. Obviously, Zendayaâs father was
here to see if Alex was worthy of his daughter. âItâs you, Mr. Stoermer. I wonder, what might be the
reason for your visit at this hour?â Alex asked while he
stood in front of the Villa, scanning Kazim Stoermer from top to bottom. Alex was exhibiting the
behavior of
a person of equal standing as Kazim.
Similarly, Kazim was also sizing Alex up. He observed Alex from head to toe then back again. After
that, Kazim shook his head slightly. As a normal person, Kazim couldnât see anything in Alex that made
him the most powerful man in the world. He also couldnât see how powerful Alexâs martial arts
cultivation was. After observing Alex for a while, Kazimâs gaze turned cold. He put on a look of great
superiority.
âI heard that you were once Rockefeller Groupâs young director that owned 300 billion dollars in assets.
After your
familyâs resources were taken, your home was occupied, and the Rockefeller family forced you and
your
mother out. Didnât you ever think of retaking Rockefeller Group?â Kazim pompously asked. âHave you
been digging up on me?â Alex frowned and asked coldly.
Kazim laughed. âFinding information about you is a piece of cake. Do I even have to check on you
intentionally? With a single call, I could find out about you and your ancestry. Can you believe that?â
âI donât believe it,â Alex said while shaking his head. Even Alex himself couldnât find out about his own
ancestry.
If Kazim really managed to do so, Alex would be expressing his gratitude to him. Now, Alex very much
wanted to know who Blaine Rockefeller exactly was. After hearing what Alex said, Kazimâs impression
of him worsened. Kazim felt as if he was speaking to the
younger folk he usually encountered, jocks that were hardly respectful and thought nobody bettered
them. In reality, such people were simply not knowledgeable enough to realize how puny they actually
were.
â300 billion in assets might sound like a leading enterprise in California, but itâs worth nothing in
Michigan. In the whole of South California, thatâs not even among the top ten enterprises. Living in a
small place like
this has limited your imagination. Besides, it looks like you havenât the slightest intention to fight back
despite
your family assets being taken away.â
Kazim shook his head after saying all this. He seemed to look down on Alex, not to mention a sense of
contempt and disdain in his eyes. âMr. Stoermer, what exactly are you trying to say? Be
straightforward!â Alex frowned slightly. Kazim snorted coldly. âOkay. In that case, Iâll speak the truth. I
donât care if youâre playing games with my
daughter or something else, but in my eyes, youâre nothing more than a pest!
Do you know where Zendaya
comes from? Sheâs from the Stoermer family in Michigan. Iâm sure you must have heard of the
Stoermer
family, havenât you?â Kazim asked. âI havenât,â Alex shook his head.
Kazim snickered.
âYou donât even know about the Stoermer family. How uninformed must you be? We, the
Stoermer family, have a royal bloodline. We have a noble identity, and we are more powerful than
nearly any
family in this part of the world. As one of the daughters of the Stoermer family, Zendaya lives like a
princess. Meanwhile, youâre like mud on the ground when compared to her.
Youâre not worthy of my daughter,â he
said. Alex raised his eyebrows. âAnd?â
âLeave my daughter alone. Stop any form of contact with her. I heard that you rescued my daughter
three
times. Here, this is worth 300 million dollars.
Take it, and consider it your break-up fee,â Kazim said. While he spoke, a woman walked out with a
seductive stroll. She was none other than Waltz Fleur. Waltz chuckled softly. âSaving her life three
times, and all he gets is 300 million dollars? Are princesses
worth this little these days?
In that case, should I be considered a queen because I have ten billion dollars?â Kazimâs eyes lit up
when he saw Waltz, mainly because she was too pretty and flirtatious. After that, he became tense
again because he could tell that Waltz was a martial artist. Her level of cultivation
in martial arts was nowhere near weak.
At the very least, she was Mystic-rank. Compared to the Stoermer family, however, what was so great
about a Mystic-rank martial artist?
âDonât get ahead of yourself,â Kazim said and grunted loudly.