Waltz Fleur finally hopped off and ran behind Brittany Rockefeller in a slightly embarrassed manner.

“Alex, how are you? Did that old man hurt you?” Brittany pulled Alex Rockefeller aside and carefully examined his body from head to toe and front to back. She was terrified that she might miss out on any spot that would end up posing a danger to him. A mother’s love was beyond words.

After making sure Alex was fine, Madame Britany finally sighed in relief. “Where did that lady go?”

“She left!”