The Invisible Rich Son-in-law

Chapter 107

The woman took off her sunglasses, staring intently at Alex. His majesty also changed instantly, with an overflowing aura of hostility.

Alex was a little surprised because he did not expect that the woman was also a warrior. Furthermore, he was from the Intermediate Kingdom, ranking higher than the previous man, Jeremiah Yowell.

"Who are you?"

Alex asked with an indifferent expression.

Before the woman could speak, the old man earlier replied.

“She is a favorite grandson

the head of the Yowell family, Keith Yowell. I think she's Michelle Congratulations!”

"Oh, it's really him!"

“Not lucky enough to offend the little devil from Yowell, it's the Rockefeller People in big trouble now.”.

“Shut up," keep your voice down.

Don't you want to live?"

A discussion broke out in the crowd of spectators. Although they spoke in a voice silently, Alex had no problem picking up what they said.

After all, born and raised in

California, he's used to being a rich heiress in California, so he's got a lot of information about

news in social circles. Of course, there was no way she wouldn't have heard of Michelle Yowell's big name from the Yowell family!

However, Michelle's personality was opposite to the gentleness of her name.

He was the leader of a gang in high school, leading a group of schoolgirls and picking fights with high school students. Not only that, he was extremely adept at fighting and

once made Nicholas Hudson, Alex's friend, cry.

Before, Alex was unaware but now he realizes that he himself is a fighter.

However, Michelle took off her large sunglasses, which covered about half of her face,

revealing an attractive and youthful face, it was as if she was the prima donna that came straight from the anime.

“I commend your courage to beat up my man from Yowells. Come on, fight me instead!"

Her beauty matches the softness of her name.

After glancing at him, he shook his head and said, “I'm not against you. Man, you're sick."

"What did you just say? How dare you humiliate me!

"You are sick!"

“Ah, dammit! I don't care who you are, I'm Michelle Yowell, will beat you to pulp.” Michelle was angry. After screaming loudly, he lunged at Alex with a heavy blow.

"A fast and fast box!" The spectators exclaimed.

Alex stood firmly on his ground, until Michelle's fist was only a few inches away from her body

then he gently raised his left hand and intercepted his punch.

How much power he gives, Alex doesn't budge.

"What?!"

Michelle Shocked, raised her leg, intending to kick Alex.

Alex deflects his kick with his foot and pushes it forward, pushing it over the car door without a reverse route. He performs a left jab but is intercepted by Alex once again. She turns out she's leaning on him at the car door in broad daylight.

Everyone was shocked, at a loss for words, looking at the scene that was happening in front

their eyes.

The old man previously had a trembling beard and his eyes were filled with fear.

Alex Rockfeller dared to touch the little devil of the Yowell family, he completely surpassed salvation. Even God won't be able to save her this time, she will be

dead meat.

“Get your hands off me, asshole! Come fight me again if you dare!” Michelle yells and spits at Alex, but her quick reflexes save her.

“Michelle Yowell, right? Truly a wild woman. I understand why Peter Walker would want to serve under you. However, you are no match for me with incompetent mediocre talent.” Alex said indifferently.

"You know Peter Walker?"

"He's just trash." Alex chuckles.

Michelle replied, "You ..."

He glanced at his chest again and commented, “I was honest when I said you were sick. Don't you feel shortness of breath, heart and heart palpitations, and shoulder cramps now? You are very sick! I'm afraid you'll die after exerting

yourself, and I will be the one responsible for your death!”

Shut up a little later, he continued. “Let's call it a day. I'm not seeing anything else from you. Hurry and pay. Twenty million dollars would be a reasonable compensation for hitting my mother-in-law, making my wife cry, and wasting my time.”

"What?"

After crashing a twenty million dollar Rolls-Royce and beating its owner to pulp, and now he's asking for twenty million dollars in compensation in return?

The spectators, who were standing at the side, were confused with gaped mouths, as if they were in a dream.