The thought of smashing Alexander, grinding that pathetic nobody into the ground, thrilled him. It was worth celebrating with an all-night party to vent the frustrations he’d bottled up.The repeated humiliations at Alexander’s hands had haunted Tommy to the point where he dreamt of crushing him beneath his feet.“Don’t worry.” Barton said confidently: “I’ll make sure he’s so broken he can’t even crawl. After tonight, he’ll be stuck on the ground like a dead dog.”Barton saw Alexander as nothing more than a petty thug, at most someone who’d dabbled in some backyard martial arts.Tommy led Barton’s group to the door of Eleanor’s office and whispered: “Barton, this is the place. I can’t show my face. I’ll wait in the office next door.”After speaking, Tommy ducked away, leaving Barton to signal one of his men. The enforcer stepped up and kicked open the office door."Well, well, Barton.” the enforcer sneered: “Looks like there’s a little midnight bonus here. A real beauty too."His gaze
Barton glared at Alexander with bloodshot eyes. His will to fight was completely extinguished.Barton had encountered powerful fighters before and knew one thing for sure: when facing someone you couldn’t defeat, the only option was to submit."You’re stronger than me. I’m no match for you. Please, spare me." Barton lowered his head, his voice filled with humility.The boxers were stunned. Barton, once so domineering, was now bowing his head and begging for mercy. It was surreal.Alexander gestured toward Tommy: “Did he hire you?""Yes, it was that bastard.” Barton replied, glaring at Tommy with fury.Barton didn’t dare direct any anger toward Alexander. Instead, he channeled all his rage toward Tommy."You know what to do.” Alexander said calmly."Don’t worry. I’ll beat him so bad even his own mother won’t recognize him.” Barton growled.Alexander nodded, adding nonchalantly: “Take him far away. I don’t want to hear his screams.""Understood. I’ll make sure he doesn’t disturb you.” B
"Idiot, useless! You can't even manage to watch over a car properly, letting someone scratch Young Master Roberts' car like this!""Absolutely useless, I shouldn't have hired you! Stupid, useless!"In front of Ava Beautiful Spa stood a fat man in a suit, relentlessly berating a young man in his early twenties. The young man, named Alexander Reynolds, was working as a guard and car attendant at the spa because he couldn't find any other job.Earlier, another car had accidentally scratched Peyton Roberts' car, a young master from the city's elite family, when its door was opened. It wasn't Alexander's fault, but as the guard, he bore the brunt of the excessive criticism."Half of your month's salary will be deducted!""But I only earn $3000 a month, if you deduct half then...""No more talking, or do you want to pay for the scratch on Young Master Roberts' car? Even if you sold your miserable life, it wouldn't be enough to cover it!"Alexander remained silent. He couldn't afford to pay,
At this moment, Eleanor stepped forward and said to the old man: "Grandfather, Alexander is here."Mr. Marshall, with a head full of silver hair, wearing a white suit, let go of Mary's small soft hand, without looking at Alexander, and said to the butler beside him: "Bring him the papers to sign.""Yes, sir."The butler went up to Alexander, took out a document, and coldly said: "This is the divorce agreement between you and Miss Eleanor. Sign it and Mr. Marshall will treat young Miss Mary. Rest assured, Mr. Marshall has found a donor for Mary's marrow, and you don't need to worry about the treatment costs."Hearing this, Alexander's eyes filled with emotion, he looked at the butler with confusion and anger, then turned to Mr. Marshall and said: "Grandfather, Mary is my daughter, why not use my marrow?""Shut your mouth!"Mr. Marshall shouted, his cold eyes staring at Alexander, gripping his cane: "Do you deserve to be Mary's father? Hurry up and sign, from now on, you and the Marshal
Eleanor stood by, hearing Mary call Alexander "Dad." waves of emotion surged within her, tears streaming down."Oh no! This girl must be feverish and confused. How could this loser be her dad?"Someone mumbled beside them.Old Mr. Marshall's face also darkened, turning to sit down, taking Mary's small hand: "Mary, have you forgotten what Grandpa said? He's not your dad!"This cold admonition made adorable Mary pout, tears welling up.She looked at Alexander, mustering the courage in the angry gazes of those around, extending her small white hand: "He's my dad, I want my dad by my side...""Silence! He's not your dad! Having Grandpa with you is enough."Old Mr. Marshall's face was icy, directly rejecting, without turning back, saying to Alexander: "You have two days to think, for Mary's sake, you know what to do."Alexander's heart ached terribly, looking at his daughter on the hospital bed. For three years, it was the first time she called him dad.No matter what, he had to cure Mary!
There was no security at the front of the BrightPath Solutions club because no one dared to cause trouble here.In and out were prominent figures in Golden Harbor and elsewhere, any of whom could call the shots.Who would be blind enough to cause trouble at BrightPath Solutions?Hanging up the phone, Miley crossed her arms, her eyes glared at Alexander, smiling mockingly: "Idiot, you're done for!"Alexander felt helpless, quietly took out his phone, called Sherman, and said coldly: "I'm at the front door, being stopped, you have three minutes."Seeing Alexander pretend to make a phone call, Miley laughed uncontrollably, her beautiful body trembling, she sneered: "Damn! Are you calling our Chairman Lopez? Damn poor guy, you're not even good at pretending."Alexander didn't argue back but stood there calmly with his hands behind his back.This drove Miley mad!What the hell, how dare he ignore her!Damn!At the same time, Sherman Lopez, the chairman behind the BrightPath Solutions priva
Mr. Marshall, excited, asked: "Mr. Lewis, who sent all this?"Mr. Lewis glanced subtly at Alexander, who was frowning slightly, and replied: "The Reynolds family."The Reynolds family?The Marshall family members were all puzzled, not understanding.What Reynolds family?"Mr. Lewis, this Reynolds family..." Mr. Marshall began to ask politely, having already grasped the situation from the conversation earlier.The Reynolds family sent such valuable medical equipment and drugs, showing their status and power were far beyond what the Marshall family could compare to.Mr. Lewis just smiled, looking at Alexander, and said: "I only came to deliver the items; I don't know the rest."With that, he left the hospital room.Immediately, the people in the room fell silent."Who exactly is this Reynolds family, and why did they send these things? Does anyone know anyone from the Reynolds family?" Mr. Marshall asked.The Marshall family members shook their heads."Grandpa, maybe it's Alexander." To
Talon was furious, his eyes glaring at the unreasonable middle-aged woman, Valeria!Mr. Reynolds shaking hands with him was a great honor for him!This stupid woman must not know Mr. Reynolds's identity yet!Ha ha.Seeing Talon's angry face, Valeria thought he was angry at Alexander, and quickly said: "Director Byrne, don't be angry, he's just a pile of mud, don't bother with him."Talon snorted, turned his head, and said to Mr. Marshall: "Mr. Marshall, I'm here to inform you that for Mary's marrow transplant, it is best to use a relative's marrow."As soon as he said this, Mr. Marshall and the Marshall family couldn't stay calm."Director Byrne, didn't we previously agree to use the marrow I bought?" Mr. Marshall said anxiously.Using a relative's marrow, wouldn't that mean using the useless Alexander's marrow!No, absolutely not!Director Byrne coldly looked at Old Mr. Marshall and said: "This is the hospital's policy, and it's also for the patient's sake. The rejection rate of a re