Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Maxwell looked at Isadora at the bar. "How do you know him?"

"I don't know him. He came and told me that he knew me." Isadora pursed, "It happens from time to time. I've gotten used to it."

Maxwell nodded, with a thoughtful look in his eyes. Andreas, in Maxwell's mind, was a man of purpose. He could not possibly have approached Isadora simply because she was beautiful.

"I have always hated high society because I feel they are too hypocritical, with those formalities, superficial gentility and something like that. They are all wolves in sheep's clothing." Isadora ordered a cup of iced tea and took a sip.

"This kind of genteelism is disgusting, especially in this metropolis, a home to hypocritical men. That's why I came to Ocean City," Isadora said.

"Your family seems to be well off," Maxwell said.

Isadora gave Maxwell a puzzled look. "How do you know?"

"I knew it from the first time I saw you smoke lady cigarettes. Not ordinary people can afford it. And your clothes. Your clothing shows that you are a well-off lady." Maxwell said lightly.

Isadora was a bit stunned and displeased. "Is it so obvious that you can see it at first glance?"

Maxwell shook his head. "The average person can't tell..."

Maxwell didn't finish his words, but a man like Maxwell could easily see it.

"You are observant." Isadora smiled faintly. She would have been like a pure girl if she hadn't been in uniform.

But she was in good shape, and wore a smile that would evoke a man's desire.

Maxwell smiled meaningfully. What Maxwell didn't say was that if he couldn't understand such simple things, he could have been killed in Syria...

"Did that man say anything to you just now?" Maxwell asked.

Isadora shook her head. "What's wrong?"

"What I want to ask is, didn't you just say you booked a room?" Maxwell smiled evilly, "Where's it?"

"There's a hotel right across the street from the bar, and we can go there after the drink," Isadora said.

"All right," said Maxwell, feeling excited. He had been in Ocean City for half a year. When he was abroad, he got used to free and romantic life. But when he returned to China, he had never been in a relationship with a woman. He had almost forgotten what it felt like!

Today, he could finally have a wonderful night!

of the

Andreas, sitting in the back seat, stared at them

have my camera." One of his assistants hurried over to the black Mercedes and handed the camera through the

some pictures

The man had the camera in hand, stealthily approached Maxwell

not let you stay in the Bole family so peacefully." Andreas lit up a Cuban cigar and its aroma soon filled the

publicly outside the bathroom of the

Max care about that bitch Greta the most? Then he would use Greta

the hotel, Andreas's assistant sneakily approached them and

long hallway, Maxwell and Isadora followed the

they just entered, "Are you going to take a bath first or me? Maxwell sat down on the couch,

leaned close to Maxwell. "How do you want me to take a

about bathing

people rushing in when we are bathing." Isadora raised Maxwell's chin with her

Why there would be a group

cards out

'Cards? What

a bath?"

I'm that kind of person?" Isadora glanced at Maxwell, smiled and said, "Just to get you here

"I..."

Isadora and

'Shit! Was I fooled?!'

could someone imagine that one day the famous legend could

it, but

knew about it, he would laugh his head off, and it would be a stain

He was fooled?!

one would believe he would be fooled by a girl!? It

there. Just a second," said Isadora, glancing

the afternoon that Maxwell walked out of the room with a miserable

and Isadora's friends had been playing cards the whole day. If it were not for him spending on playing cards at the base every day when he was

Isadora had tricked him into playing

the hotel, his phone rang. It was a text message from Isadora,

the bar, and as he teetered back on his

left, the man of Sandoval family put away his camera,

In Andreas' mansion.

leather sofa and watched the photos of Maxwell