Faced with Alexia's words of death and watching her passing away with the wind before she even finished the movement, Frank was shocked and a sentence echoed in his mind.

"That's it?"

This is nothing more than this. Even Frank is wondering whether this would be a trick used by Alexia to cover up the fact that she has escaped.

But if you think about it carefully, it is unlikely. After all, her previous performance has exceeded the scope of a bitter plan, and coupled with a series of plans she has made painstakingly, she should have achieved such a result.

So, this is all true? Then who are you going to scare before you die?

Frank didn't take it lightly on his face as if he was fed shit. He walked around the place where Alexia disappeared for several times, and at the same time he grabbed a handful of ashes in the roar of thunder and studied it carefully. After confirming that this thing was completely inactive embers, he spat hard and threw it everywhere.

This behavior that is similar to killing you and throwing you with the ashes may be a little inappropriate, but considering Alexia's identity, it seems to be a matter of course.

Frank didn't care anyway. He only felt joy for his revenge. Although the final situation may be a little different from what he imagined, as long as the result is good, he can accept it.

After all, this is revenge on that man. Being able to kill his woman with his own hands in front of him and watching him witness it from the side but doing nothing is a pleasure in itself.

"Did you see it? Smith Zhou. You probably saw it. Unfortunately, you can't do anything, and you can only watch it, right?"

He couldn't help laughing when he looked up at the sky. His rampant and arbitrary behavior made him hunch up and cough in the end.

But he was still laughing. It was not just because he wanted Smith Zhou to see his own rampantness with his own eyes, but more because he saw hope in this matter.

No one can know how desperate and heavy he has been. Although he has been trying hard to retaliate against Smith Zhou, he cannot even explain whether everything he has done is worth.

The world's pattern is not something he can only leverage alone. Even though he has such huge resources in his hands, facing the country and the complex forces and patterns, he can only play a very weak role. It is natural that the drop in the bucket is insignificant. Although he can understand this, he cannot accept it.

Compared with the pain that has gone through a lot of hardships and can only move forward, the most terrible thing is that no matter how hard you make, you can't see a glimmer of hope. Although he has never shown this point, in fact, his heart is already so depressed that he is about to drive him crazy.

Now, he finally managed to see the moon bright. He finally achieved some success. Although this achievement was the result of coincidence, victory was victory, and there was no doubt.

He was already a little impatient to share the joy of victory. And who should he share it with first? Many figures flashed through his heart, but in the end he was still locked on one candidate.

His mother, Maria Stark.

This is a woman driven crazy by cruel reality. Every time she sees him, Frank can't help but accuse the injustice of fate and put too much misfortune on this poor woman. He always tries every means to comfort her, but he is always powerless.

Perhaps, even he himself realized it. Letting her immerse herself in her world and dream of being alone would be a better choice than waking him up to see the coldness of the world with her own eyes and realizing the cruelty of fate.

At least, the world there was as peaceful as before, and the family was in peace.

But despite this, he still hoped to share his achievements with her. Perhaps his mother could not understand what this meant now, but when one day she recovered from waking up, she could always know what she did for revenge.

Thinking of this, Frank had already set out to head towards his mother's place.

Because of the previous accident, he no longer dared to place his mother anywhere. And because of Strange's explanation, he also knew very well what his mother was like now.

To put it simply, as long as she wants to leave, there is no way to trap her. And because of this, the way he came up with was to let her stay in a certain place consciously.

This is nothing difficult. Because with her current mentality, the situation where she will escape and avoid it will only be because of fear and anxiety. As long as she is in an environment that makes her feel peaceful, she will naturally not have the phenomenon of escape.

As for what kind of environment would make her feel peaceful, Frank felt that the only answer might be home.

It was not the white mansion that was complex, which symbolized the highest core of the entire country. It was a small world that belonged only to myself, my father and her.

Of course, this is just an impossible luxury now. Because they have been missing a member of their family forever. However, he is still willing to create an environment to satisfy his mother's yearning for this world.

In a city that is not noticeable, he quietly bought a villa and then arranged it according to his previous home.

When I opened the door and went in, I could see the oil portrait of Stark. But if I looked at the whole house carefully, it was not difficult to find that the house was full of figures of three.

The study and studio were arranged completely according to his father's habits during his lifetime. Even a lot of scattered documents and various casual tools were the same as the last time his father worked here.

Frank tried his best to create a look that his father had not left. In fact, he himself knew very well that this was just self-deception. Even if this level of self-deception could not deceive himself, he could only coax his poor mother. Whenever he realized this, he would feel a pain in his heart.

He wanted to vent, but he didn't dare. Instead, he had to force himself to smile, because at this time, her mother had already quietly touched his back.

"Frank, my kid, are you back from school?"

One of the heart problems that Maria has always had is that Frank has never lived in a normal school. This is because of his special identity. After all, the president's children cannot just hang out among ordinary children.

Ordinary schools are crowded with people. If a gangster seizes the opportunity to kidnap him and threaten the president, the entire country will face big trouble. The American government will not have such omissions, so under normal circumstances, there will also be schools that serve the children of politicians to solve their education problems.

However, Maria doesn't like such a school because she feels that it's all scheming. If possible, she hopes that her children can live an ordinary life. After all, he is too unusual, right?

Unfortunately, on the one hand, this is a problem that is difficult to achieve in itself, and on the other hand, Frank herself is unwilling to play such a child's house game. Therefore, this idea can only exist in Maria's mind. It is also when she is now completely immersed in her own world that she stubbornly thinks that her children have already lived this normal life.

Frank was unwilling to refute this. She didn't want to break Maria's dream. So after hugging her hard, he replied as she said.

"Yes, mom, I'm back from school!"

"Are you still happy at school? Have you ever met any new friends? Frank, don't be so introverted. It will be good for you to make two more friends. Do you think so, my dear?"

As all the mothers complained, she muttered to Frank a few words, Maria turned her head to the direction of the living room.

There was nothing there. But Maria seemed to have heard some answer, which made her frown and began to preach.

"Yes, yes. I know that the Starks are very rich, and many people gather for our money. But they are still children. Can you not be so utilitarian when you look at children? They are still young, but they can't think of this at all."

"What did you say? There will always be someone to teach them? It is because you instill these things in Frank every day that it is so difficult for him to make friends in school. Please, my smart Mr. Stark, can you not teach your children these too smart things? I just want to make him happy, not to learn how to calculate a person!"

Maria's actions and words made Frank's nose sore, but he forced himself to suppress it and did not dare to say too many words. Instead, he did not care too much about his thoughts. Maria was already pulling him and walked straight to the dining table.

"Don't pay attention to your father's old stubborn, Frank. Sit down, taste the cake I just made, and tell me if something interesting happened at school today."

She asked about her well-being, just as all mothers would do. Frank also forced a smile to respond, depicting her fictional situation bit by bit.

He believed that Maria could not see any problem, because this was copied from a child who was similar to him. Except for substituting the protagonist as himself and the child was far from comparable to himself, everything was particularly real, and the truth made Maria impeccable.

Maria herself is unlikely to doubt her child. So after listening to these stories he compiled, she immediately smiled and touched his head, and praised him generously.

"My kids are indeed the best. But it would be even better if you could meet more friends, especially those cute little girls!"

Frank really didn't know how to answer this kind of thing. So he could only show an embarrassing and polite smile. As for his performance, Maria seemed to have seen him many times, and she could only sigh with regret and a little distress.

"It is obvious that the men in the Stark family are all attracted to bees and butterflies in this kind of personality. Why do you become so honest when you come to you?"

"Maybe it's still young."

She gave herself an answer, then took out the dinner on her own and placed it on three plates. As before, the three of them had dinner together, and this false persistence only made Frank more and more hatred and resentment.

He hated Smith Zhou for destroying everything perfect, so he became more and more determined to be an enemy of him. "This is just the beginning." He spoke to himself in his heart, and then he raised his head from the plate and said to his mother.

"Mom, I heard about something."

"What's the matter, baby?" Maria, immersed in the fantasy, only regarded this as a gossip that her son accidentally heard, and naturally became interested. Frank, who could not bear to break this fantasy, could only tell his achievements through the guise of others.

"I heard that there was a female devil named Alexia, who was dead!"

"Alexia? I didn't know there was such a person."

He also knew that his child was mature and didn't care much about his words like the dead. Maria was just curious about Alexia's identity. Frank explained in detail.

"This is a leader of Hydra, who is very good at using the power of plague and curses. She released the terrible plague in Europe, so that millions of people were persecuted. Fortunately, she suffered herself and died at the hands of the Supreme Master and his accomplices."

"Hydra? If that's the case, then this is really good news. Your Excellency Master seems to have done a good thing, do you think, dear?"

It seemed that he had received some kind of affirmative answer, Maria also held Frank's palm with a smile on her face, and she said.

"Maybe there are many bad things in this world, but believe me, baby. All this will pass, just like what you said. Everything will be fine."

"Of course, I believe so too, mom."

Frank answered with confidence. He also firmly believed that everything would be fine. The murderer who killed his father would inevitably face his revenge. Sooner or later

He was secretly ruthless in his heart and did not notice something was wrong in his palm at this moment. When he looked up again and looked at his mother, he was shocked to find that his mother had become pale since no matter what time.

Like a dead person!
Chapter completed!