Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Chapter 27: Collapse at the First Blow!

"It's a top secret!" the police officer muttered in disbelief. The director was nervous and he shouted,

"Shut up!"

The police officer stopped talking. He glanced at the director who put on a wary expression and

understood what was going on.

The director stared fixedly at the screen. Ever since he took office, he only heard about his

predecessor talking about the top-secret files. He had never seen the top-secret files before!

The director swallowed. The top-secret files were not only rare in the Ocean City, but across China!

He couldn't offend a person with top secrets.

The director trembled. Now hee understood why the leader from Beijing was nervous and why the

Ocean City Hall asked him to solve this matter within five minutes. It was because he had detained

such a terrifying person!

The director's back was covered in cold sweat. His police uniform was drenched in cold sweat. When

he recalled Maxwell's thoughtful gaze, he felt even more afraid!

"If you don't want to be in danger, keep the secret, destroy the records and pretend that I haven't been

here today," the director said to the police officer seriously and slowly.

The police officer nodded. The director was in a bad mood. He raised his stiff legs and walked towards

the office step by step.

...

Late at night, the Maybach stopped at the door of the villa slowly. Greta, who was sitting in the back

seat, looked at Harriet and said in a charming voice, "You’ve just returned to the Ocean City and don't

have a house here. There're empty rooms in my house. You can live with me here."

"OK." Harriet glanced at Maxwell meaningfully who was sitting in the driver's seat. She nodded. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Bring her suitcase in." Greta looked at Maxwell with ill intentions.

"OK," Maxwell smiled embarrassedly. He didn't have the guts to disobey her order. He opened the

trunk and brought the suitcase into the villa.

When Maxwell walked to the entrance of the villa, he saw two bodyguards in black suits at the

entrance. When they saw Maxwell, they reached out to stop Maxwell.

"Sir, please show me your identification." They were expressionless.

Maxwell was surprised. "I am Greta's husband. This is my home."

The bodyguards exchanged a glance and looked at Maxwell's clothes. They didn’t have a picture of

Greta's husband and hadn't seen Maxwell's face on the news. They only knew the famous goddess

Greta. Maxwell was totally strange to them.

Maxwell didn't look like the husband of the president of the Sandoval Group!

"I'm sorry. You are not allowed in without the identification," the bodyguard said.

Maxwell was annoyed. He didn't expect Leila to hire two bodyguards and arranged them at the door.

He was not allowed to go into his own home! Wasn't this a big joke?

If the media knew about this, Greta would lose her face!

"Get out of the way. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences." Maxwell's tone turned cold, and his

gaze became much sharper.

The bodyguards became vigilant. They slowly reached towards the baton behind. As long as Maxwell

attacked them, they would take actions and subdue Maxwell!

"He's my husband."

An ice-cold but charming voice came from behind Maxwell. Greta and Harriet walked over, arm in arm.

Greta glanced coldly at Maxwell with disgust. She had to admit that he was her husband!

It was too shameful to admit it!

Would these bodyguards respect her in future?

What made Greta even angrier was that Maxwell was detained. If it weren't for her, Maxwell would stay

there for 15 days.

He always embarrassed her.

The bodyguards saw Greta's exquisite and charming face. In Ocean City, Greta was the only one with

such a perfect and exquisite face!

The bodyguards got out of the way and looked at Greta and Maxwell with strange expressions.

In their eyes, Maxwell and Greta were not like a couple. Instead, they were like the hostess and the

servant.

After entering the villa, Greta got Harriet a room, while Maxwell carried the suitcase and tidied up the

room for Harriet.

Maxwell made the bed. Harriet took out a cigarette, took a puff, spat out a cigarette ring, and asked,

"Greta said that you had been doing housework for her for the past three months. How do you take it?"

Maxwell smiled embarrassedly and said, "She endures me in bed and I endure her off bed."

Harriet was embarrassed and kept silent. Maxwell was indeed as what Greta had described. He was

shameless!

Maxwell turned around, saw the cigarette and said, "My wife doesn't like people smoking in her house."

Harriet smiled faintly. She was charming. "It's none of your business. I love smoking. It has nothing to

do with her."

" Greta said that you had never slept with her. Do you want to sleep with me and have a try tonight?"

Harriet said meaningfully.

"Thanks but no. I'm afraid you won't be able to stand me," Maxwell smiled.

Harriet smiled meaningfully, "We haven't tried. How do you know that I can't stand you?"

Maxwell smiled without saying a word. When he was overseas, he had slept with women of different

regions and he knew them very well. The women in Europe and the United States were generally

strong. However, every time Maxwell slept with them, they couldn't stand him, let alone Harriet. If

Maxwell did his best, Harriet would beg for mercy!

After tidying up the room, Maxwell and Harriet went downstairs and saw Leila and Greta sitting on the

sofa. Leila was holding a structure drawing of the villa and explaining to Greta, "I will arrange 50

bodyguards in the villa, including fixed bodyguards, hidden bodyguards, and mobile bodyguards. They

take a shift every 15 minutes to protect you."

Greta listened to Leila with admiration. Leila was a professional. She was a top master in this regard.

Greta looked down when she heard the explanation. She didn't notice that Maxwell was looking at her

snow-white collarbone.

"What are you doing? You're concentrated." Harriet chuckled, walked to Greta's side and sat down.

"I hired bodyguards to protect us. Someone attacked me at the entrance of the Sandoval Tower. They

may show up at my house." Greta handed the drawing to Harriet.

"Are the bodyguards reliable?" Harriet blinked her beautiful eyes.

"Yes. They are from China's top bodyguard company. It has protected countless movie and television

stars, business celebrities and politicians," Leila said.

Harriet glanced at the drawing and threw it to Maxwell. She said, "I'm just a woman. I know a little

about business. How do I know about this?"

"Do you think he knows that?" Greta glanced at Maxwell and sneered.

"Yes. Otherwise, he would not be able to humiliate that person." Harriet defended Maxwell.

Greta sighed softly. She wanted to tell Harriet that Maxwell browsed the information on the Internet and

made up a lie. How could he be compared to Leila? Leila had professional knowledge and she was the

vice-captain of the Task Force. Leila had won countless honors. How could Maxwell be a match to

Leila?

As a man, Maxwell was inferior to Leila in every aspect. Wasn’t Harriet humiliating Maxwell by saying

that?

"What do you think??" Harriet smiled faintly and turned to look at Maxwell.

Maxwell glanced at it and calmly said, "Just so so. Apart from a few loopholes, there's nothing wrong

with it."

Leila said, "Loopholes? I've taken all the situations and positions into consideration. How can there be

any loopholes?"

"Yes, there are." Maxwell was about to continue but was interrupted. She frowned and looked at

Maxwell. "It's impossible. I've visited this villa several times. These bodyguards are competent. There

won't be any loopholes. Don't talk nonsense."

Greta added, "Yes, don't talk nonsense. Leila is a master in this field. You are no match to her."

Maxwell smiled faintly and didn't say anything. In terms of tactics, he was the best. Even the champion

country of the International Maldives Armament King Tournament had spent a lot of money on

consulting the tactics from Maxwell

The famous overseas tactical masters had to address Maxwell respectfully when they saw him!

In Maxwell's eyes, Leila's layout would collapse at the first blow!

"It's time for dinner. I'll be the chef," Harriet smiled faintly and broke the ice.

After dinner, Leila walked to Maxwell and asked coldly, "Why do you say that my layout is so so and

there are loopholes?"

Leila wasn't convinced. Her layout was perfect, but Maxwell said it was so so.

Leila had a feeling that Maxwell didn't brag as if he knew something.

"The killers are able to climb up the roof with the help of a rope and enter through the roof at the

warehouse."

"They can climb through the water pipe next to the wall and climb into the second floor at a corner of

the villa."

"If you didn't arrange hidden bodyguards in the private gardens outside the villa, the killers would put

on their disguises and approach the villa. You won't be able to notice them in the middle of the night."

Maxwell was right. Leila was shocked. Words were beyond her.