Beatrice was a little dumbfounded.

“If you don't believe me, you can do a CT scan of her brain. This kind of angioma isn't hard to remove. It’s just a tiny surgery.”

As Alex spoke, his phone rang.

After taking a glance, he saw that it was a call from Waltz.

She was waiting for breakfast at home. She waited for a very long time, yet he did not come back. As a result, she waited till the princess of the Stoermers, Xyla Stoermer, came over. “Senior, why didn’t you come back after buying breakfast? Did you get lost outside? Do you need me to fetch you?”

“Uh, something happened. I’ll be back very soon.”

“Xyla Stoermer has come. She said she needed to tell you something important. We’ll wait for you at home!”

Alex’s heart jolted.

He had officially appointed Xyla as the president’s personal assistant for the Southern California Business Association. She was in charge of all matters in SCBA. She was the daughter of Zayn Stoermer from the Stoermers of Michigan. Her status and ne