The Pinnacle of Life

“Mom, why isn’t Dorothy going on her own?” Lady Beatrice Assex asked.

Lady Beatrice still wanted to stay in bed. After being dragged out of bed by Madame Claire Assex, Lady Beatrice was still in an unpleasant mood.

They were going to burn incense and pray because Madame Claire had already found out what happened at Dorothy-Alex Constructions the day before. The company nearly got shut down, and Madame Claire was so scared that she couldn’t sleep the entire night.

If the company really was shut down, what would their family live on?

Hence, Madame Claire decided to burn incense at Ereve Temple.

“Your sister is managing such a large company. How could she leave?” Madame Claire said.

“Sigh. Hurry up, will you? What’s taking you so long? Did you fall into the toilet bowl?” Madame Claire asked.

“My period is here, and I’m putting on my sanitary pad. Would you like to do it for me?” Lady Beatrice asked.

“If you want me to put on your pad for you, would you like me to get married on your behalf too?” asked Madame Claire in return.

“Sure, Mom. I thinkyou’re starting to desire men now. I don’t mind. Hurry up and get married on my behalf. Have a child for me too while you’re at it,” Lady Beatrice said.

Madame Claire

finally, they prepared everything, got into the car,

as they got out of the front door in their new Mercedes-Benz, they bumped into two men wearing black clothes. After seeing them, Lady Beatrice discovered

felt a little

weather, she still felt chills

why are these two people so weird? They have scary looks

and it should have been a fortuitous time. I have no idea where these two idiots came from. They look like deities, and they seem to be wearing burial

Beatrice saw something even

a black coffin behind those

a coffin, right? Did someone die

gaze on it, she

her personal villa. Why

became furious. She brought the car to a screeching halt before lowering the electronic car window. “Are you two sick? Why did you

were of course two of Levi Bayer’s

Madame Claire yelled at them, their facial expressions didn’t change at all. Their pale faces seemingly belonged to zombies that wouldn’t decay even after a thousand years.

upon Lady Beatrice. Earlier, they couldn’t see clearly through the car window. Now that Madame Claire had lowered the window, they could see her

sudden. She unbuckled her seatbelt and