Soon, Dorothy Assex started to feel drowsy and lose consciousness.

“You people… you’re vile!” Dorothy yelled.

Emma Assex laughed loudly and approached Dorothy to slap her on the face. “Vile? Dorothy Assex, you’re a married woman who climbed into Charles Carter's bed and got him to help you steal Assex Construction’s subsidiary company from us. Who’s the vile one, I wonder?” Emma uttered.

“What’s even more ridiculous is that your murderer of a husband who, despite knowing that you cheated on him, is still willing to work like a cow for your sake.

“I’ve said it before. What’s the use of being a good fighter? Can martial arts beat a gun? Now that he’s killed his own grandfather, he’ll be punished with a bullet to his head!” Emma added.

Apparently, Emma and Anderson Assex, who both concentrated their efforts on Dorothy, had yet to find out what had happened at the Rockefeller family’s funeral service.

But it was expected since it happened not too long ago.

When Emma finished speakin