Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Chapter 17: Be in Danger

The people present were all employees of the Sandoval Group. They had heard that Greta had a

mysterious husband. There were rumors about Greta's husband in the company. However, when

Maxwell appeared, many people couldn't believe it.

"Is this President Greta's husband? The Sandovals are wealthy in Ocean City. Why he is so slovenly?"

'He may be the Sandovals' worst son-in-law, right?'

Many people thought like that. Maxwell ignored those discriminatory gazes and looked at Greta.

Greta glared coldly at Maxwell. She was angry!

She had warned him not to leave the villa, but he went to her company!

The receptionist whispered, "President Greta, he said he was your husband and he wanted to see you,

so I'm confirming his identity."

Greta glanced at the receptionist coldly and said to Maxwell, "Follow me." Then she turned around and

walked towards the office.

Maxwell glanced at the receptionist. The receptionist was astonished and embarrassed.

Although Greta didn't admit it, her reaction explained everything.

The man with the tattered clothes was President Greta's husband.

Why did Greta choose him?

The crowd disassembled, but they didn't calm down for a long time. Soon, the description of Maxwell

spread throughout the company.

Although many employees didn't say anything, they looked down upon Maxwell. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

The Sandoval Group was famous. Greta chose such a man to be her husband. They heard that he

didn't have a job. He was a loser.

No wonder President Greta didn't introduce him. She was reluctant to admit that he was her husband.

Greta crossed her arms over her chest and walked towards the office angrily. Her footsteps echoed in

the corridor.

After Greta rushed into the office, Maxwell followed her and saw Hal sitting on the leather sofa.

"Greta, why is Mr. Maxwell here?" Hal was surprised when he saw Maxwell.

"I also want to ask you. Didn't I tell you not to come to the company?" Greta asked coldly.

"President Greta, I'm worried about you," Maxwell smiled awkwardly.

"Thank you. There's no need!" Greta picked up the pen container and smashed it at Maxwell!

Maxwell didn't dodge in time. He was struck by the pen container. He was awkward.

Hal glanced at Maxwell. No one knew his thoughts. He stood up and smiled at Greta, "Greta, since we

have got the results, I have to go. I'll invite you for dinner."

Greta smiled charmingly.

After Hal left, Greta sat down with her arms crossed over her chest. She looked at Maxwell who was

sitting on the sofa coldly.

Maxwell smiled embarrassedly and poured a glass of water for Greta. He said, "President Greta, calm

down."

Greta looked up at Maxwell who was slippery. She disliked him. She wished she could kick Maxwell out

of the Sandoval Tower!

Maxwell didn't take her warning seriously. She felt humiliated because of him. How could she work in

the company?

Many employees in the company knew their relationship, so there would be rumors. Greta said with a

disgusted expression, "Put down insulation box and get out."

"Alright." Maxwell walked out of the Sandoval Tower and rode the bicycle. He didn't notice that Hal was

staring at him and smiling coldly. Hal wore sunglasses in a black car. Hal was not far from the bicycle.

"Dad, tonight I will arrange someone to catch him and dedicate him to the royalty of France. As for

Greta...." Greta was beautiful. He smiled wickedly. How could he let Greta off? He always remembered

that Greta humiliated him in the high school. She was a famous beauty in business circles of Ocean

City. He wouldn't let her go.

He would get her tonight. She would be his toy. She was extremely sexy. He was excited.

Maxwell would witness how he would torment Greta!

...

At night, Greta returned to the villa coldly. Even though Maxwell was enthusiastic, she ignored him.

Greta dawdled in the bedroom on the second floor for a long time before changing into a tight suit.

Maxwell was fascinated by her.

"Don't look at me!" When Greta noticed that, she shouted coldly. She pulled the hem of her skirt and

avoided Maxwell's gaze. Maxwell looked away and smiled embarrassedly, "When will President Greta

be back?"

"I'm not sure," Greta said in a hurry and walked out of the villa.

This banquet was important. Greta couldn't be late. The Sandoval Group's cooperation with Hal had

reached the most important moment. She couldn't make any mistakes.

Greta planned to take advantage of this meal to cooperate with Hal.

Maxwell walked to the window and watched Greta getting in the Maybach. Leila drove the car away.

Ever since Leila became Greta's personal bodyguard, Greta's personal chauffeur was dismissed. Leila

replaced him.

Leila was good at driving. She wasn't worse than the previous private chauffeur.

After they arrived at the hotel, Leila followed Greta, but she was stopped by Greta. "I believe Hal. You

may disturb our cooperation. Wait in the car."

"President Greta, someone tried to assassinate you not long ago," Leila hesitated.

"Don't worry. Hal won't hurt me. I knew him in high school. I believe him," Greta said in a charming

voice.

Greta walked into the hotel. When she entered the private room, she didn't see Hal. Five or six strong

men were sitting inside.

Greta was shocked. Looking at them, she was nervous. She had an ominous premonition.

"I'm sorry. I made a mistake...." Greta was interrupted. Someone covered her mouth with one hand.

They pressed her down on the table.

"Who are you??" Greta was scared!

They looked at Greta with a sinister smile and took out a hemp rope to tie her hands.

Greta trembled and panicked, but she could do nothing!

In the blink of an eye, a button was pulled off. Greta's tight white shirt was unbuttoned.

They were excited. They were staring fixedly at Greta. Suddenly, one man pulled off another button!

Greta felt shameful and shouted, "Let go! You are committing a crime!"

They ignored her and smiled more ferociously.

In the next room, Hal listened to the voice and smiled coldly.

He was standing by the window, drinking a mouthful of the Lafite slowly. He looked out of the window. It

was dark outside.

No one could save Greta. Her trashy husband was probably beaten up by Hal's men at the villa!

They tore apart Greta's skirt.

Greta's skirt was torn apart. She panicked.

"No. Please let me go. Maxwell, help me...."