Chapter 151. Not Someone to Be Provoked

It’s almost dusk. The clock is ticking and in less than thirty minutes it will be four on the dot. The sky is dimming. The day is at its ending hours.

In a place like Richmond, VA, this is the time most families are in their respective homes, preparing for nighttime.

But in one of the numerous rooms in a Villa on the outskirt of Richmond, VA, it is more like the dawn of the day as the lights shining over the room are enough to light up a whole street.

The Villa is not that big as it is owned by a middle-class family but it does look attractive and with a glance, it will be known that the family is somewhat wealthy.

The floor of the room is decorated with green pearl granite, the square-like structured wall is painted a mixture of pure white and milk, and all around are golden Prestige Royal Sofa Set, sparkling and glistening all over the room.

At the center of the room, standing above 20ft tall and 10ft wide is a dragon tree—an attractive plant with gre