Unrivaled Dragon Lord

"Hal?" Harriet's expression changed. Having lived abroad for so many years, she had heard of his name.

As the president of the YH Group, he was young and promising. He even enjoyed great fame in the overseas business world.

Some people said that Hal might even be comparable to a few other business geniuses. It was quite possible that he might become the dominator of overseas business one day.

His father had already retired. If not necessary, he would rarely show up to take care of the company's affairs.

It could be said that Hal was prominent in the business world, and his potential was unimaginable.

Even Harriet was reluctant to make enmity with people like Hal. Her personal development would be hindered if she had a bad relationship with him.

But from Greta's words, she was surprised to know Hal had been caught and put in prison.

Harriet blinked slightly, which made her more charming. She looked at Greta in shock.

In Ocean City, even the higher-ups from the municipal government wouldn't dare to slight him... How could he be arrested?

How was that possible?

Moreover, judging from Greta's reaction, she got the information that the police didn't want to release him.

Maxwell looked calm. He had long known that Hal would not stay in the police station for too long. However, he had already punished him. As long as he stopped framing Greta, he would be safe. If Hal still schemed against her ... Thinking of this, Maxwell put on a ferocious look...

"Why was he caught?" Harriet asked doubtfully.

Greta's expression was complicated. She wanted to tell her that after failing to set her up, Hal was found guilty.

However, just as she was about to say something, she stopped on second thought.

"I'm not too sure either," Greta finally explained.

Harriet gave Greta a meaningful look, but in the end, she just nodded without saying anything.

"Ms. Greta, Ms. Harriet, you can watch TV for a while. I'll serve you some fruits." Maxwell smiled flatteringly and hurried to the kitchen.

Harriet looked up at Maxwell and smiled. She gently kicked Greta's calf and said, "You told me that this guy is a slacker. But I think he is quite diligent."

Greta snorted with contempt. Although she had slightly changed her view of Maxwell, she still minded what had happened before.

"If he was diligent, he wouldn't stay at home and allow me to support him." Greta put on a disdainful look.

"That's good. At least he won't go outside to seduce other women," Harriet said with a smile.

"How dare he?" Greta snorted and her face turned cold. "If he cheats on me, I'll break his legs and prevent him from entering my house again!"

"You are so possessive of him, which is beyond my expectation." Harriet was slightly shocked, and then her smile became even more meaningful.

"I spend tens of thousands on him every month. He's my man. Even if I don't want to touch him, no one else can." Greta sneered.

"Yes. Everything you say is right." Harriet smiled faintly. At this time, Maxwell walked over with a plate and placed it on the coffee table.

"Ms. Greta, Ms. Harriet, you can enjoy the fruits now," Maxwell said respectfully.

Glancing at the fruits, Harriet smiled. "Your skill of slicing fruits is so good."

Harriet used a toothpick to pick up a piece of apple. She was surprised to find that this juicy apple was cut very thin by Maxwell. The thinnest part of it was even like a cicada's wing. And the light of an incandescent lamp could cast through it!

Even in the Michelin three-star restaurants overseas, Harriet had never seen such excellent skill!

Greta also reached out to take a piece of watermelon. While she was eating, a drop of red juice slid down the corner of her delicate mouth and finally dripped into her cleavage.

Any man seeing this scene would feel a surge of desire for her.

"Ms. Greta, is the taste okay?" Maxwell asked with a flattering smile.

"Where did you buy this watermelon?" Greta asked curiously.

"When I went to the vegetable market today, I saw a lot of people buying watermelons, so I bought one. I didn't expect it to be so sweet," Maxwell said casually. He didn't tell Greta that he had asked that handsome young man to fly in from a laboratory overseas. It was a new breed he had brought for Greta.

"This watermelon is great. You can buy more in the future," Greta commented.

Maxwell froze a little. It was impossible to eat this watermelon every day. It was a new variety developed by the laboratory, and it was now the sweetest one in the world. The value of this watermelon was thousands of times the price of an ordinary one!

"Greta, someone from Beijing seems to be here," Harriet suddenly changed the subject. It seemed that she wanted to ask something from Greta, and she kept observing her expression.

"Beijing..." Greta's body suddenly trembled. She managed to stay calm, but she couldn't help wearing a complicated look.

Harriet was a careful girl, and she immediately noticed the change in Greta's facial expression. Knowing that Greta must have something to do with this matter, she slowly asked, "Greta, is it true? I heard there is also an aristocratic family in Beijing, and the family name is..."

Before Harriet could finish speaking, she was suddenly interrupted by Greta. The latter said in a cold tone, "The Sandoval family is only in Ocean City, and we have nothing to do with those people from Beijing."

She then continued, "It's getting late. I'll go to bed first."

Greta got up and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor. Being left on the spot, Maxwell and looked at each other in confusion.

They had known that Greta was hiding something from them.

Perhaps the Sandoval family in Beijing indeed had something to do with Greta and her father.

Greta rushed into the bedroom on the second floor. After locking herself inside, she looked out of the window at the dark night. She couldn't calm down for a long time, and she looked exhausted. "What's the matter?" Suddenly, a voice came from behind, and it was from Maxwell. It seemed that the locked door couldn't stop him at all.

"My father and I were expelled from the Sandoval family in Beijing." Greta slowly sighed. She looked extremely tired.

She had always been under great strain. During the day, as the president of the Sandoval Group, she was admired by many people. To live up to their expectations, she had to run deal with the company affairs perfectly. However, at the same time, she was faced with threats from Beijing.

Maxwell looked at Greta's slightly trembling back, and a hint of tenderness appeared on his face.

"Don't worry. I'll be there for you no matter what happens," Maxwell slowly said with a serious look.

He had vaguely guessed something, and his face grew solemn.

Greta turned to look at Maxwell. At this moment, this man had an air of composure, which reassured her a lot.

"OK." Greta looked at Maxwell with her beautiful eyes. His resolute words and expression made her feel warm inside. "It's getting late. Hurry up and go to bed."

After Maxwell walked out of the bedroom, he took out his phone and said to the person on the other end of the line. "Help me investigate the origin of the Sandoval family in Beijing. Then tell me if it has something to do with my wife."

A moment later, the youth on the other end of the line said in a surprised voice, "Boss, it's so strange. The Sandoval family in Beijing has nothing to do with Ms. Greta..."

"Really?" Being shocked, Maxwell put on a grim look... If that was the case, then why did she say that just now?

"Of course." The sound of keystrokes rang out. "I checked Ms. Greta's life from childhood to adulthood. The result shows that she has nothing to do with the Sandoval family in Beijing. Sir, are you mistaken?"

"It's fine."

After Maxwell hung up, he looked out of the window at the night sky....

...

The next day, Harriet and Greta walked out of the villa together. Before leaving, they told Maxwell that they were going to a meeting at the Sandoval Group to discuss the future development of the two companies.

At noon, when Maxwell was doing housework, his phone suddenly rang. After he answered it, Harriet's charming voice sounded. "Shall we have lunch together?"

Maxwell was struck dumb. "Why did you call me?"

"Greta is not coming," Harriet said. Taking her hint, Maxwell smiled and his imagination began to run wild.

"OK. Please wait for me." After hanging up, he walked out of the villa and rode his broken bicycle towards the Sandoval Tower....

At eleven o'clock, Maxwell arrived at the building. Leaning against his bicycle, he lit a cigarette and took a few puffs at it. Then a charming woman suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Sandoval Tower. Maxwell's eyes narrowed slightly. With a meaningful smile, he said, "Ms. Harriet, I didn't expect you to ask me out alone."

"Really?" Harriet stared at Maxwell with a meaningful look.

"Yes. I am telling you the truth."

Harriet turned around and looked at his bicycle. "Are you going to take me to dinner on this?" she asked.

"Isn't this good?" Maxwell slowly puffed at the cigarette and asked in a meaningful tone.

"I'm surprised. I rarely ride a bicycle." Harriet's smile was attractive and stunning.

Maxwell smiled without saying a word. This bicycle was the only thing he brought when he married into the Sandoval family. Being crafted by a German master, its value far exceeded that of countless items in the luxurious villa. That was because there were only two of them left in the world. The other one was sold for a sky-high price of 1.3 billion at the recent auction in America!

However, Maxwell never cared about the bicycle's maintenance. This made it look so tattered that it couldn't even be compared with an ordinary bike.

"Get on,"

Maxwell said.

After Harriet sat on the back seat, Maxwell slowly wobbled off on his bike into the distance. They formed an unforgettable scene at the crowded Sandoval Tower.

From an outsider's view, a charming woman was riding a bicycle with a ragged man. Her stunning beauty could even astound a man.

More surprisingly, this beautiful woman was sitting on a broken bicycle!

Many passers-by cast a glance at them. Some were in surprise, some were shocked, and most of them wore a contemptuous look."]