He knew better. After all, Lord Lex Gunther revered Alex Rockefeller, a close friend’s offspring, according to him. However, he had zero knowledge of Alex’s actual identity.

“What’s up? Why did you come?” asked Princess Fleur.

“My, I almost screwed things up. Lord Lex passed out suddenly.”

“What?!” Princess Fleur shrieked. “Go, we need to get to Hell’s Angels now!”

She dashed out, limping a little, and quickly got into her Lamborghini.

Following right behind her was Alex, who got into the p