This was her foster father, the man of equal standing to her father.

Like a tidal wave, her childhood memories came crashing down on her.

He was the king of California’s underworld, and he was an existence that strikes fear in many people. In California, you could stop children from crying with just the mention of his name. However, what most didn’t know was that in private, Lord Lex was a kind person. He rarely lost his temper and always made sure that the few he adopted were educated well. He was also a gentleman with them, never forcing them to do what they didn’t want to.

Most of the time, it was the three of them who would take the initiative to do what they wanted to do.

And now, her foster father had committed suicide and died.

She could already think of the reason why he would do this.

The tears that streamed down couldn’t extinguish the flames of rage and resentment in her heart.

“Ahh!!!”

She screamed and kicked Hector’s body.

The body disintegrated with a boom.