Beatrice rolled her eyes vigorously. In fact, she was underwhelmed by the names of Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. She believed that Alex would have surely disagreed and would’ve thought of better names.
However, she had overestimated Alex. He was, after all, a capable, unrivaled man who had the nick to name his daughter with something like Bubbles. Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter were already peerless names that brought a touch of idyllic appeal to him.
She then saw him nodding and looking satisfied. “Fine. Just use the given names Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter. The children’s names the old man gave are very meaningful.”
Beatrice said, “Brother-in-law, can’t you think of something that sounds better? This is too casual.”
Alex replied, “Then… First, Second, Third, and Fourth. Wind, Flower, Snow, and Moon. Gold, Wood, Water, and Fire. Which one do you think is more appropriate?”
Beatrice almost passed out. “Who would give such names?! It was way too cavalier. If that were the case, you should’ve just called them A, B, C, and D!”
Clank!
Alex knocked over a stool and looked at her in horror.
Finally, Beatrice did not object. If he wanted to go for Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter, they should be just named Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter! At least they sounded much better than Gold, Wood, Water, and Fire, right? She was really worried that he would blurt out some other horrible names.
Since Alex rarely had time to spend with his children, he was naturally willing to do so when he could. However, someone was coming over with surging murderous intent.
It was the ancient descendants, the Miller family members. At the same time, they also brought along a divine envoy.
The so-called divine envoy was a great demon that descended from the sacred golden mountain.
“D*mn it!”
“How dare someone kidnap the woman the Divine Heir has chosen?”
“They even blasphemed upon the future wife of the Divine Heir. The entire Rockefeller family must die!” Speaking of this divine envoy, he had a tawdry name called White Wave!
‘Alex Rockefeller. Never thought that I wasn’t dead, have you?!’
“You better get killed today. Otherwise, you’ll be in deep trouble. Hahaha… ”
***
At Rockefeller Manor in California…
Wham!
With a loud bang, the frontal part of Rockefeller Manor shattered and collapsed from the smack of a huge palm.
A snow-white wolf towered in front of the manor with bloodshot eyes!
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