“Lightning, appear!” Alex Rockefeller chanted.

Boom!

A lightning bolt instantly struck a small tree nearby and it fell.

Susan Hunter was dumbfounded.

The two of them soon left.

However, a few minutes later, an old man dressed in black walked over.

He looked at the tree that was struck down before touching the opening. In fact, he even licked it with his tongue. There was a slight change in the man’s facial expression. Silently, he watched the small car that was departing from the waist of the hill. There was an oddly deep look in his eyes.

***

Back in Rockefeller Manor in California, someone shouted so loudly that even people in the southern part of the estate could hear it.

“Carol, you b*tch. I can’t believe you’re even more of a b*tch than that Brittany. You’re having sex with that wild man under broad daylight. Why don’t you just become a prostitute instead? Little b*tch, you’re going to die a terrible death in the future.” Olivia Banks could surely tell from the sound what