Chapter 159 The Watchdog
Who was Mr. Lee? Wasn’t Mr. Lee just Maximilian? Could it be that Maximilian had some great family
background? Even Das was frightened, so Maximilian must have an extraordinary background.
Humphrey thought for a moment. When he was about to send a message to Das to inquire about it,
Laura walked out with Victoria and Maximilian.
Seeing the trioing out, Humphrey could onlyy aside his doubts and put away his phone.
"Victoria, sit on the passenger seat." Laura winked at Victoria.
Victoria pretended not to have noticed it and pulled open the backseat door.
Laura was furious but she could do nothing about it, so she just sat on the passenger seat.
In the rearview mirror, Humphrey nced at Victoria and Maximilian, who were sitting on the backseat.
A cold smile hovered on his lips.
"Laura, Victoria, my friend is the senior HR of the Silva Group. He is the HR manager. It is absolutely
not a problem for him to give Maximilian the job as a security guard. You know, so many ordinary
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people in H City are queuing up to get the job as a security guard in the Silva Group. He will earn more
there than his working in the beauty salon for sure."
Humphrey was showing off his connection and power. It could be considered a terrific connection if one
was able to get someone a job in the Silva Group.
Laura was so happy that she was grinning from ear to ear, "Look how capable Humphrey is. It’s hard
for one to get a job in the Silva Group. It’s said that one has to be an elite to work as a security guard
there."
"Maximilian, you have to appreciate Humphrey’s help. Without his help, you are still a loser who sit
around and wait to die!"
"Mom, don’t talk to him like that." Victoria couldn’t stand it anymore, so she began to defend for
Maximilian.
"Why are you still defending him? What spell has he cast on you?" Laura scolded.
"He hasn’t cast any spell on me. Please don’t be so hard on him. He… doesn’t live an easy life."
Victoria’s voice faded out.
"Humph!" Laura snorted angrily, leaned back in the seat and said nothing.
Humphrey nced at the silent Maximilian in the rearview mirror, sneering at his heart.
Humphrey drove very fast, and before long they arrived at the headquarters of the Silva Group.
After parking the car, Humphrey went straight into the Silva Group headquarters building with the trio.
He walked up to the reception to register in the visitor log.
Holding the register book handed by the receptionist, Humphrey was scribbling furiously. However, the
receptionist couldn’t help but stare at Maximilian.
The more the receptionist stared, the more she found Maximilian’s appearance familiar. When
Humphrey gave the register book back to her and left with the trio, the receptionist opened it at once
and had a look.
Then, the receptionist picked up the phone and made an internal call nervously.
Looking around, the receptionist covered the phone and said in a low voice, "President, I saw the
Young Lord you told me to keep an eye on."
Inside the president office, the cup in Calvin Silva’s hand fell onto the desk, tea spilling all over it.
However, Calvin had no time to take care of the mess on the desk. He stood up abruptly and asked,
"The Young Lord is here? Are you sure you are not mistaken?"
"I’m sure. There are four of them, two gentlemen and twodies. The one who registered was
Humphrey, the boss of DK Investment. The Young Lord remained silent all the time. They are going to
the HR Department to look for the HR manager, Neal White."
Calvin took two deep breaths, pondering about Maximilian’s purpose ining.
Two gentlemen and twodies went to the HR Department to meet the HR manager. Calvin couldn’t
figure this out. Did the Young Lord want to get his friend a job? But that didn’t make sense. If the Young
Lord wanted to get someone a job, he could have just called him.
Or was the Young Lord paying him an incognito visit? But why would he go to the HR Department if it
was an incognito visit?
Countless ideas popped out in Calvin’s mind, but he couldn’t figure out Maximilian’s purpose ining
at all.
"I see. You did a great job this time. After I check the situation, I will promote you to the GM’s office."
Calvin said.
"Thank you, president!" The receptionist put down the phone and jumped excitedly into the air. She
even wanted to catch up with Maximilian and ravish a kiss. The promise Calvin made to the
receptionist was too generous.
Holding the phone, Calvin hesitated for a moment, put the receiver onto the holder slowly, and then
tidied himself up.
"I have to meet Young Lord. But judging from the situation, it doesn’t seem that he wants to expose his
identity." Calvin was making some mental preparations, and got his ideas into shape in case he said
something improperter. In that case, not only would he fail to y up to him, he would also be
med by Young Lord.
Humphrey went into Neal’s office with the trio. The two smiled at the same time when their eyes met.
Neal was Humphrey’s best friend. Only by one look and they could exchange a lot of information.
"Here you are, Humphrey. Come in and have a seat. Make yourself at home. Whom did you want to get
a job for?"
Neal, in a nice suit and tie wore a pair of gold wire-rimmed sses, and acted somewhat like a gigolo.
Neal went straight to the point. He threw a nce over Victoria and then looked at Maximilian.
Humphrey pointed at Maximilian and said with a smile, "For this guy. He has no educational
background. He is now doing hardbor in a beauty salon. When I saw him staying at home doing
nothing, I came to you for help."
"Well, in that case, this is just a loser. The Silva Group doesn’t hire losers. It’s a little embarrassing for
me to get him a job. After all, the job as a security guard in the Silva Group requires great physical
strength."
Neal was blunt. He put on a condescending face, looking contemptuous.
Victoria’s heart skipped a beat. She could feel that Humphrey was being malicious by doing this.
"Mr. White, you’re right. Maximilian is the loser in our family. He is good for nothing and lives off
Victoria. I think he has to work and make his own living." Laura went on criticizing Maximilian. Her
words were filled with anger, as if she detested Maximilian.
Maximilian stared at the three silently, and a smile spread slowly across his face.
Seeing that Maximilian was smiling, Neal was astonished. Then he kept his chin up and looked down at
Maximilian.
"How can you even smile, loser? Tell me, how long does it take for you to run 100 meters? How many
people can you beat up? The job as a security guard in the Silva Group requires extraordinary physical
strength. As far as I can see, you are thin and weak. I’m afraid you are not qualified to be a security
guard."
Neal said bluntly, his words full of mockery and sarcasm.
"Neal, do me a favor. Just give him whatever job. Even a night shift would be fine. There must be
somewhere he can fit in." Humphrey said with a grim smile.
"Yes, yes. He can do night shift every day, even if it takes longer, 12 hours a day. He can work all day
long."
Laura chimed in actively. She thought that as long as Maximilian worked outside home on a long-term
basis, there would be opportunities for her to make a match between Humphrey and Victoria.
"There happens to be a job as a janitor, in the suburban warehouse. It’s perfect for a loser to spend the
rest of his life there."
Neal sneered, sarcasm hanging on his lips, "But I don’t know whether you would like to ept this job
as a watchdog."
"You can take up that job as a watchdog." Maximilian said coldly.