As soon as Keith Yowell said this, James Coney looked upset.

“Mr. Yowell, you’re being unreasonable. There is an order to things. I’ve already expressed my interest in Alex as my future son-in-law. How could you try to steal him away?” James quickly stepped forward and said.

“Why not? He isn’t even engaged to your granddaughter yet. Besides, even if they were married, divorce is still possible. It depends on who’s more capable. My granddaughter isn’t bad, either. In fact, she’s younger, and she can give birth to better children,” Keith said.

“You… you’re full of crap,” James growled.

“So what if I am? What are you going to do about it? It’s a fair competition!” Keith exclaimed.

Keith genuinely wanted a robust and capable person like Alex to become part of the Yowell family. Having Alex would be worth even more than earning a hundred billion dollars.

There was something Keith had not said. In the past, he used to be guided by an Earth-ranked martial artist. But after recalling how