In a split second, Mandy and the others were stunned. Their faces were full of disbelief.
âH-how dare you beat up the second master of the Johanssons? Do you know who he is? Youâre in
great trouble. Just you wait, the Johanssons will be after you!â
Just as Mandyâs voice fell, Aunt Rockefeller gave her a slap on her face as well.
With a soft bone cracking sound, her entire face went crooked. Something dropped. At first glance, it
turned out to be a fake nose.
âWhat a slutty fake. What qualifications do you have to babble in front of me and interrupt our
conversation? Where did your guts come from?â
âWhatâs so great about the Johansson family?â
âGo back and tell the patriarch of the Johansson family to make amends by apologizing humbly to us at
Maple Villa No. 8 at twelve noon tomorrow, or else Iâll destroy the Johansson family!â
Not only did Aunt Rockefellerâs words make Ronald, Mandy and that current lapdog to be
dumbfounded, but Alex was stunned too. He said, âWhy do you let the patriarch of the Johansson
family come for a humble apology? I donât know him either!â
Aunt Rockefeller said, âIâm in need of money recently. Isnât the Johansson family very rich? Just let
them give me half of their money to be spent.â
Alex opened his mouth and he was utterly speechless. He started feeling sorry for the patriarch of the
Johansson family.
A disaster truly befell him and he had to take blame for something that he did not do. It inadvertently
caused him to suffer a heavy loss.
After that, Ronald and the others left dejectedly after being defeated. They had to rush to the hospital to
get treated, especially Mandy, who was a top-notch female celebrity, still had to attend an important
award ceremony tomorrow. Now that her fake nose had been knocked off, how was she supposed to
go out and meet people?
Upon exiting the tavern, Ronald started cursing loudly, âB*stards! How dare they ask of my grandpa to
go up to their doorstep and seek a humble apology? They are so dead. I want that man to die without
leaving any corpse. Chop him up and feed them to the dogs. As for the woman⦠After Iâm done
playing with her, send her to Africa to be a slave.â
His lapdog said, âSecond Master, I donât think that woman is that simple. She might be a martial artist.â
Ronaldâs arm and his face felt very painful. The anger in his heart had taken over his rationality. âWhy
do we need to be afraid of a martial artist? My Johansson family has raised many martial artists. We
even have many kings of the wars!â
As he spoke, he let his subordinate take out his phone for him.
He gave Timothy Summers a call and said straightforwardly, âTim, I got beaten up. A stinking b*tch
came out of nowhere and broke my arm. She even threatened to ask my grandpa to go to her house
for a humble apology and give them half of the Johanssonsâ money. Or else, she would destroy our
family.â
Upon hearing it, Timothy laughed uncontrollably. âThere are many crouching tigers and hidden dragons
in California. How come there are so many tough women coming out of nowhere. Yesterday, one
woman with the last name of Assex smashed Young Master Duncanâs car. Today, yours is even
worseâ¦â
Ronald interrupted him. âQuit laughing at us. Iâm in great pain right now. Iâm about to rush to the
hospital.â
âWhich hospital? Iâll come over.â
âDonât come. I called you not because I want you to come to see me. That b*tch asked my grandpa to
make amends by apologizing humbly at Maple Villa No. 8 at twelve noon tomorrow. Please help rue to
check and see who the hell owns Maple Villa No. 8.â
âAlright, Iâll check on it right away. You take care of yourself.â
After Ronald made the phone call, he immediately rushed to the hospital.
He was in so much pain that he started sweating bullets all over his body.
Meanwhile, in the tavern, Aunt Rockefeller was not bothered by cleaning up Ronald at all. It was as if
she just shooed a few flies away.
However, she was very unsatisfied with Alexâs action of taking the money and selling her off. She took
off her high-heeled shoes and kicked Alex in the stomach under the table. âYou little rascal, donât you
have a moral baseline? Iâm your aunt and you actually sold me off for five million dollars?â
Alex glanced down and he was confused. âThis aunt is too hot⦠Oh no, sheâs too violent, isnât it?
Moreover, isnât this leg a bit too long? How did she kick me?â
He truly wanted to move her leg away.