But as a normal woman, she would never be able to slap Waltz, a Mystic rank fighter. Waltz grabbed her by the wrist and swung her other hand towards Claire.

Smack!

The slap was loud and harsh.

However, Claire was not the one who had been slapped, Alex had gotten in between them with lightning speed.

Waltz froze and stomped her feet. “Alex, what are you doing?”

Alex said, “Get back to your room. Michelle, you too!”

The two women didn’t want to listen, but they couldn’t do anything but nod and go back to their rooms after Alex shot them an angry glare.

Before Waltz went upstairs, she intentionally said, “Should I go back to your room or mine? Hmm, I guess I’ll go to yours. I left my pants on your bed last night.”

Alex could feel his mind exploding.

Waltz, however, had already rushed upstairs to his room before he could react.

“Rockefeller, my sister has been nothing but good to you! She let you stay with us when you were at your lowest. She even gave you money to help pay for