The Pinnacle of Life

Chapter 907

“Useless son-in-law?”
A few of the Colemans were stunned. They thought about Daya’s wedding at the place of the Stoermers of Michigan that day, Alex summoned ten of millions of lightning with his bare hand and could seize the life and death of the people in a moment, as if he were a deity descending from Heaven.
How could such an existence be equated with the three words “useless son-in-law”?
Smack!
The grand elder threw a document in front of them. “See it for yourself!”
Alex’s information was all written on it.
The son-in-law of the Assexes.
The abandoned child of the Rockefeller.
A useless trash that could not even sleep with his wife after getting married.
Recently, his mother-in-law had thrown him out of their house and forced him to get a divorce.

Every information on it had changed the views of the crowd. As royalty, everyone in the Coleman family was superior. Even if they were servants of the Colemans, they would not possibly fall to such a state.
This man was a garbage among the garbage, a loser among the losers!
“Damn it! This is the kind of useless trash that won Daya’s heart? Stole my furnace and made me eat sixteen pounds of mud a day?”
“I asked Suzaku to kill this guy before. In that case, Suzaku might have fallen into his hands.”
“Ow…! I’ll tear that man into pieces!”
Tristan could not believe his own eyes at all. This was the guy who destroyed his furnace and turned him into a pure misery like this.
What gave him the right to do so? Did he deserve it?
At this moment, Tristan felt like he was going crazy…
He was the youngest Earth expert in America and the future Grandmaster!
“Is this information true?” Abel was slightly suspicious. “Grand Elder, even if we don’t talk about Carlos dying of old age, we saw it with our own eyes at the time. Third Uncle was heavily injured after being stricken by this brat’s lightning bolt. Some disciples of the Colemans were stricken by lightning too.”
The grand elder snorted. “What do you guys even know? Magic cultivation and martial arts are two different fields. Who knew where that brat learned some crooked sorceries and made such a posturing! That old fart Jerome was caught in his illusion. That so-called lightning strike was just a smokescreen! Think about it, who do you think Carlos is? He’s just a dying man, with half of his feet stepping into the netherworld. Once he had used his true powers, he might have ended up dead. Therefore, he definitely used less than 10% of his powers when he made his move at the time. But even so, that brat also spat blood after being beaten by him.”
Speaking of himself, a dignified Grandmaster was actually scared off by a useless trash. It was so embarrassing.
“We shall go to California tomorrow. I want his entire family to end up in a bloodbath!”
“Otherwise, I can’t clear the anger in my chest!”
If Wallace, who had just left the Colemans’ residence, saw this scene, he would be worried to death but sadly he did not see it.
***
It was afternoon in Maple Villa.
Hailey got back from the salon. She knew that Alex was at home, so she specifically brought back a lot of food to have lunch with him.
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