âHuhâ¦â âWhy is it you?!â
While Tristan and Sven discussed how to torture and humiliate the three women from Alexâs ex-wifeâs
family, they never expected that he would bring his people and break into the club. What more, into the
room, they were holding a secret discussion.
The both of them cried out in surprise. How was this possible? Was this a joke?!
Hadnât the grand elder and Byakko gone to catch him?
How could he still appear here?
Where then was the grand elder?
Could it be that they never crossed paths?
At that moment, a beautiful, tall woman in a high waisted traditional dress and white heels rushed in
with a group of the clubâs security guards behind her.
The woman went directly in front of Sven and bowed her head before saying, âYoung Master, this lowly
one had a moment of negligence and allowed this group of people to break in, disturbing the two young
masters. This lowly one has sinned! Please leave this rubbish to this lowly one to deal with!â
The womanâs name was Sophia Helton, and she was the person in charge of Red Mill, a lapdog raised
by Californiaâs Colemans.
In her own right, she was also quite capable.
From elementary school to high school, she had always been selected as the campus belle. After she
graduated from an Ivy League school, she was selected by Californiaâs Colemans to run this private
club.
In this place, she seemed to have become a social queen. She would always organize high end
cocktail parties to win over various forces for the Coleman family.
In California, she was considered to be a high-class celebrity. The female members in the four great
families in California and even the high-ranking officials had to give her some face. Even the top people
in California were polite to her, and his own wife would call her âsisterâ with familiarity.
And so, Sophia swelled up.
With her head so high in the clouds and without placing the significance of others in her eyes, this Red
Mill Private Club had become her palace now.
But now, a bunch of eyesores had actually broken in and disturbed her noble master. They really
needed to die thousand times over!
When they heard Sophiaâs words, neither Tristan nor Sven spoke a word.
And in Sophiaâs eyes, they were furious. The next step was to see how she could help them vent this
anger and let them see how capable she was.
She suddenly turned around, saying to Alexâs group in a cold voice, âHow bold of you to break into the
private club of the four great families? You must be courting death! Do you not know that I can have
you all in jail with just a single call to the top?
âNow, immediately, kneel and apologize to the two young masters! If so, I, Sophia Helton, will only give
you a small punishment to prevent this from happening again! â
The corner of Svenâs lips twitched. When he looked to see clearly just who the people standing behind
Alex were, he felt his head go numb.
Forget about the others. Even Waltz and Michelle had once entered the Colemans residence.
Now that there werenât any elders sitting at the top of the Colemans, he could feel his heart wanting to
jump out of his throat from the anxiety he felt.
Sophia Helton⦠Was she trying to dig graves for all of them?
Slap!
Waltz, who had been standing behind Alexâs left, stepped forward to deliver a big tight slap to Sophia.
âWhat kind of joke is this? A dog of the Colemans dares to bark here? Do you know the saying, digging
your own grave?â
Sophiaâs face was sore, and even her teeth felt the blow. That one hit almost threw her to the ground.
When she turned her head back straight and looked closely at the person who had just hit her, she was
slightly taken aback.
âWaltz, from Thousand Miles Conglomerate?â
The emotion on her face turned to not one of fear but of extreme anger.
She shouted with an ugly expression, âWaltz, do you want to die? Just because you sit as president in
Thousand Miles, do you think you can just step all over the head of our Coleman family?! Have you lost
your mind? Although Thousand Miles is Californiaâs underground king, itâs just because the Colemans
disdain being part of that circle. Do you see who this is? He is a master from the Missouri Colemans,
the youngest Earth Expert level warrior. One of him can kill a thousand of you, and you still wonât kneel
and bow your head?â
âThe one who should kneel is you! I see that youâre the one looking for death instead!â