4. The Attack
"What will that woman do?" Max thought in the middle of dinner. The rice on his te was almost gone,
but the debate in his mind was still not over.
"What kind of craziness is she going to do? Tsk, who is the person who paid for her for this y?"
"Sorry, Sir. There''s a call from the guard,” a servant said while lowering her head and handing him a
cell phone.
Max''s eyebrows rose spontaneously. "The guard?"
His question was answered with a nod from the servant.
"Is it possible ... that crazy woman came here?"
Without wasting any time, the CEO answered the call. "What''s the matter?"
"There is a girl insisting to meet you, Sir."
Max''s expression suddenly turned stiff. "Who?"
"Her name is Gabrie."
A sigh escaped directly from the man''s mouth.
“It''s totally unexpected. Why does she choose toe here?"
"Is there any ''honesty potion'' stored in the post?" Max asked using a code.
"Yes, Sir."
The corners of his lips were raised mysteriously.
"Give it to the girl. If she doesn''t take two sses, then don''t let here in."
"Two sses, Sir?" the guard asked as if unexpected.
"Yes. What''s wrong?"
“Isn''t that too much? This girl looks very innocent. What if the dosage is too much?"
"Don''t be easy to judge by appearance. Her face maybe innocent, but the true character … we don''t
know.”
"Okay, Sir."
Without stalling for time, Max got up from his chair.
"Your vitamins, Sir." The servant showed some pills in the small container.
"Ah, that''s right. Thank you."
Without counting the number of pills provided, the CEO swallowed them all.
“A girl wille here. You don''t need to wee her. Just tell the girl to meet me in my room."
"Your room, Sir?"
"Protocol number one."
The waiter''s eyes suddenly widened. “Protocol number one? Is that girl dangerous?"
Max arched a faint smile.
"I don''t know yet. Now, hurry up and announce it. This house must be isted by the time the girl
arrives."
"Yes, Sir."
In haste, the servant approached herrades. She whispered and in an instant, people left their jobs.
"Let''s see! Can that girl lie after drinking the honesty potion?"
"What is this? I don''t want to drink it!" Gabrie refused, taking a step back.
"Then, you must note into this house, Miss."
"But, I have to talk to the CEO of Quebracha," the girl said pitifully.
"Then, you must be willing to drink this."
Gabrie grimaced. However, the guard seemed merciless. After sighing in resignation, she raised a
ss and sniffed it.
"What is this?" the girl asked when her nose caught a strong scent.
Owned by N?velDrama.Org.
"Just drink it!"
Closing her eyes, Gabrie took a sip of the yellowish potion.
"One more, Miss."
"One more?"
The girl frowned, but the guard pressed her hand to raise a new ss. Like it or not, she finished the
drink.
As the gates opened, Gabrie coughed. With hands holding her throat, she walked towards the main
building which stood majestically in the middle of the garden.
“This guy is so bad. He has such argend. Why did he destroy my house?" Gabrie muttered
before hastening the steps toward therge door.
"Good evening, Miss," a servant greeted with trembling hands. "Please go up the stairs then turn left.
Enter the open door. Mister CEO is waiting for you there."
Before Gabrie could say hello, the servant had already walked out and closed the door tightly. Upon
hearing the sound of the key turning, the girl''s eyebrows lifted in surprise.
"Is this a trap? Why did she lock it?"
Gabrie walked over to the door and tried to open it. "Yes, this door is locked," she sighed anxiously.
After a blink of eyes, the girl''s hands were tightly clenched.
“I''vee this far. There''s no way I''ll give up."
With bold steps, Gabrie made her way up the stairs. She was so focused, so she didn''t even have
time to check the photos on several sides of the room.
"Whoever the CEO is, he has no right to just destroy my house."
Finding the open door, Gabrie paused. After wiping her face and taking a deep breath, she nodded
forcefully.
"I can''t look weak."
A secondter, she stomped her feet into the room. Her eyes widened when she found a bed. The girl
just realized that she hade into a man''s bedroom.
"Is this really a trap?" Gabrie thought as she blinked. The dizziness just hit her head.
“Wee, Miss Gabrie,” a man greeted from the corner of the room. The girl immediately turned to
the right.
"You ...?"
Gabrie''s forefinger went up while her mouth fell open in disbelief.
"You''re the CEO of Quebracha?"
Max stuck his hand in the trouser pocket and took a leisurely stride.
“There''s no need to pretend to be surprised, Miss. Don''t you already know who I am?"
An irritated smile appeared on Gabrie''s face.
"Oh, I understand now. You destroyed my house because you were upset, because you felt humiliated,
and because I was signing autographs carelessly."
Max folded his arms across his chest and raised an eyebrow. "Well, you seem like a really great
actress, don''t you think? I almost got fooled by your acting."
"What do you mean?" Gabrie asked incredulously.
“Tsk, it looks like the potion hasn''t reacted yet. I should have given her three sses,” Max muttered
while scratching his temple.
"Ah, well .... Let''s just follow your game. How much do you want?"
Gabrie''s face frowned spontaneously. "You think my house can be reced with money?"
Max nodded proudly. "Of course. Isn''t that what you''re after? Otherwise, there''s no way you could have
bothered toe here and pretend to be angry like this."
Gabrie''s chest burned at the CEO''s words. Her breath was now racing while her lips began to
tremble in anger.
"You think I''m pretending?" Tears began to gather without warning. "Do you know what that house
means to me? It is a legacy from my parents. All our memories are there, and now, you have destroyed
them all."
Gabrie closed her eyes for the sadness and outrage had put a lot of pressure on her brain.
"That house is my life. You destroy it, you destroy my life. Do you still think that my anger is fake?"
Max scratched his earlobe which didn''t itch. The tears on Gabrie''s red face seemed so real. He
wanted to apud her sessful acting.
"Then, what should I do now? You want me to rebuild the house? Maybe ... the bricks can be re-
cemented. Wood and nks can be joined with nails. Or, your favorite ss can also be glued. A
thousand cracks won''t be a problem, right?”
Gabrie''s ferocity had no ce to peak. A secondter, the girl attacked the CEO with her long fingers
and blunt nails.