Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Chapter 16: Her Mysterious Husband

Greta wore exquisite makeup. Someone had sneaked into her office. She was scared! Her face turned pale.

What Leila said was more terrifying. If the cameras had been placed on the bookshelf, she would have been monitored in the office!

No matter what she had done, she had been shot. She trembled. If she were monitored, the consequences would be too ghastly to contemplate!

Greta thought about it and frowned. She asked, "If the person who bugged my office took the equipment away, why did they take it away?"

Leila looked at the phone that had been taken apart and said, "I'm not sure. There is a possibility."

"Someone dismantled the bug," Leila said.

"Who did that?" Greta crossed her arms over her chest and walked to the French window. She looked down at the huge and prosperous CBD. She felt as if someone was monitoring her.

"Who did that?" Greta asked in a charming voice.

Leila thought about it and said, "Only the cleaners and your secretary Melissa have the run of your office. Otherwise...."

"What is it?" Greta raised an eyebrow.

"Someone who is good at martial arts did that," Leila said.

"I see. I'll let you go." Greta sat down and called someone after Leila walked out of the office.

"Investigate Melissa. Did she deal with any suspicious people recently?"

Inside the villa, Maxwell was wiping the walls. He was covered in sweat. A silver Rolls-Royce Phantom was coming towards him. Someone parked the car at the entrance of the villa.

The young man who appeared last time walked into the villa and saw Maxwell working hard. He smiled faintly and said, "Maxwell, you have a full life!"

"Go ahead!" Maxwell glared at the man.

The young man gave Maxwell a wry look. Suddenly, he shot something black out from his sleeve. The speed was so fast!

Maxwell had his back to the young man and didn't turn around. He squinted his eyes sharply!

It was sudden!

hand

young man smiled and said, "You're so awesome even after a

me. Otherwise, I will think that you are sending me a signal to have a fight with me," Maxwell

you kidding? Forget it," the young man

young man threw an electronic component at him. It

against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest. "You're right. I found two bugs and a camera in Greta's office. I

angry. He crushed the bug.

is monitoring my wife," Maxwell muttered.

asked the young man to sneak into the Sandoval Tower in the middle of the night, enter Greta's office, and dismantle them.

how did you know that someone monitored Greta?" the young man asked curiously.

install the bug on her clothes. They must have installed it

isn't a normal commercial competition." The young

they want to get from the Sandoval Group? This was premeditated. It wasn't

that she was

star would come to the Ocean City by private plane tonight to sleep with you as long as you make a phone call."

They're uglier than my wife." Maxwell

were going to sleep with the star. You

like that!" Maxwell snorted coldly and pointed at the wedding photo on the wall

He was sure that Maxwell would be angry if he said something bad about Greta. The young man shook his head, put on his

rumble, the Rolls-Royce Phantom disappeared.

box. He found a dusty old bicycle in the garage and dusted it. Then he rode the bicycle

the Sandoval Tower, Maxwell took the elevator to the top floor of the building

have an appointment?" the receptionist asked

"No," Maxwell said.

won't see you," the receptionist replied.

looking for her." Maxwell was surprised. He smiled

at Maxwell. Maxwell wore a worn-out white shirt and he was

of the cigarette spread out at the front desk. The receptionist

choking smell of the cigarette. She shouted sternly, "Who do

wasn't angry when he heard what the receptionist said. He was calm. He said slowly, "Call her and confirm

is the core of the Sandoval Group. Do you think she will have the time to meet a punk like you? Hurry up

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