Neil Gomez surrendered to the police officers after he had bribed the Lieutenant Asher and two lawyers. And at the court, he was set free. Neil went to hospital, cut off his wounded fingers and later replaced them with iron with the help of his scientific doctor.Neil drove his car to the estate of gangsters and threw down two bags, which was filled with dollars. Bruno, the boss of the gangster, was happy to get this much of money. He shakes the hand of Neil, saying,“What do you want from us?”“Obedience,” Neil said.“I want to spend trillions of dollars on you all. I will build a new estate where you will all live and enjoy. There would be no more leaders and followers, for I will treat everyone the same. But I will surely choose a new leader after many training. The smart man would be the leader. My mission was to break the power of Den and make him kowtow before me.”The gangsters took a step backwards as they exchange glances. They know how strong and perfect Den was. They want t

The people brought out their phones, videoing Dallas and Mr. Clark.Dallas wants to rip the flesh of Mr. Clark apart. His eyes reddened as he watched Mr. Clark slapping him. There’s one thing Dallas doesn’t want people to know. His identity. If he show who he was here, the people might guess he was the owner of GC company and hotel or they might think he was the Den.“Who the hell are you before me? Clean this mess now, before my guards beat you to death,” Mr. Clark boomed.Dallas went on his knee, picking the broken bottle. A sharp glass slightly injures his thumb. And blood splits on the piece of glasses.Mr. Clark wasn’t satisfied. He wants to boost himself more before the people. He pulled the hair of Dallas, saying,“Look into my eyes. If you dare to prove your stubbornness, I will send you to hell. Kowtow before me now.”He dropped Dallas’s hair, waiting for Dallas to kowtow.Dallas hesitates first. He accepted the anger boiling within him. He wants to dig his finger into Mr. Cl

The rich men and women filled the Grand Commandos Hotel in the next day. Helen Torrington drove her new latest car, which Dallas bought for her, into the hotel. The old Mr. Torrington hugged her, and lead her into the seven stars silver hall, where special, zillionaire men celebrate any party.This hall was indeed a paradise!Mrs. Jones gets out of the latest car, which Jayden bought for her. The armies lead her into the hall, and motioned her to sit beside the old Mr. Torrington.Mr. Torrington welcomes Mrs. Jones warmly."Where's my Rosalie?" Mr. Torrington asked."On the way," Mrs. Jones said.Mr. Torrington beamed. "She did a great thing for me. She deserves more than appreciation from me. Had lost hope after I know the house of my son catches fire. My wife collapsed on the floor and couldn't make it to life. Since that evil day, I hate myself for being alone. For not being in heaven instead of my precious wife. Then one day, my daughter told me Mr. Stone reveal the true identity

Dallas walked into the office of Doctor Garry, and said, “how was Helen now?”“She hasn’t opened her eyes, but she’s still breathing,” Doctor Garry said.Dallas slammed, and then rubbed his both palm together, feeling a chill.“Please don’t let her die. Do you need more money?”“Calm down. You have already paid more than enough. I will do everything in my power to save her. When Helen was a detective, she saved my children from being killed by gangsters. I’m sure she would open her eyes tomorrow. The bullets were poisonous. And I have injected her with the dosage. Just keep hoping that everything would be fine.”Dallas sighed heavily as he covered his face with his palms.Rosalie hurried in. “Dallas, how was she?”Dallas gets out of the office. The doctor Garry repeated what he told Dallas to Rosalie. Rosalie places her palm on her forehead as she felt headache.Dallas sat beside a flower outside. His head was on his lap. He was thinking about how he made the mistake of marrying Rosal

Rosalie sold her car, which was worth billions of dollars, and then traveled to China country, and with the help of some people who showed her the way, she went to the old Mr. Lee, a teacher of martial arts.Knocking at the door of the old man, Rosalie, “anyone in?”“Who’s that?” A voice came from the room.“Mr. Lee, I want to see you.”Mr. Lee opened the door and was baffled at seeing a strange woman.“You came to a wrong house,” Mr. Lee said, closing the door. Hoe opened the door back swiftly as he remembers the woman mentioned his name.“How do you know my name? Who are you?”“Rosalie Jones from New York.”The old Mr. Lee looked at Rosalie from her head to her toe. “I have no relatives in New York. I never see your face before.”“You are right. You have never seen my face and I’ve never seen your face, too. I’m here for your help. I would be glad if you would do it for me.”“I’m already an old man. You can’t marry an old man.”Rosalie smiled. “It’s not what you think. You are funny