Waltz clapped to remove the dust off her hands. “Brother, I’m done.”

Brittany, however, was slightly shaken at the scene. “Alex, would they suffocate in there? We are still relatives, after all, and a light punishment would suffice. If something bad were to happen to them, then this wouldn’t be the end of it.”

Alex replied, “Don’t worry, Mom, nothing bad would happen to them.”

He used his index finger to poke a few holes into the coffin, ensuring that they had enough oxygen to breathe.

“Waltz, take care of mom. I’ll be sending this coffin back, along with these bastards.”

Brittany knew that if she let her son go alone, he might make matters worse. She immediately said, “Alex, I’ll go with you.”

Waltz wanted to tag along as well, seemingly excited.

“Then… alright! But let’s have breakfast first before we go. It won’t hurt to take a short break.”

A few moments later, a large Mercedes Benz drove right in front of Rockefeller Manor.

Noah and one of their security guards carefully