Chapter 28: Brag Again


    Le stared at Maxwell. She was surprised! Maxwell''s words sounded like a fantasy, but it was like a


    bolt from the blue for Le! It destroyed Le''s confidence!


    Le looked at theyout drawing and felt shocked. He was right. It was reasonable. From the


    directions he had mentioned, there were problems with her arrangement.


    If the killers sneaked in from the directions he had mentioned, her bodyguards would not detect them!


    The killers would enter the vi easily. All her arrangements would be useless!


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    Le was astonished. She looked at Maxwell who was indifferent. She stopped looking down upon him


    anymore, but with a serious expression.


    In China, she possessed special professional knowledge. It was easy for her to design theyout for


    such a vi, but Maxwell could tell the w at once.


    How could she underestimate him? In China, few people could tell the w at first sight!


    "How do you know that?" Le asked in a deep voice.


    "It''s simple. I spot them immediately," Maxwell smiled faintly.


    "Immediately?" Le was surprised. Noticing that Maxwell was arrogant, she bit her red lips tightly and


    felt disgusted.


    He was too arrogant!


    Le snorted coldly and didn''t take Maxwell seriously. She thought about it. If he could notice the w


    at once, why was he willing to stay by Greta''s side?


    Was it a coincidence?


    Le kept probing Maxwell, but she couldn''t tell his true color.


    "What''s the matter?" Greta wore a dress, came over elegantly, and sat beside Le.


    "Ms. Greta, I''m discussing with Mr. Maxwell about the locations of the bodyguards," Le said.


    Greta was surprised. She looked at Maxwell with disdain and said, "You don’t have to discuss with him.


    He doesn''t know anything about that."


    Maxwell smiled and added, "She is right. I don''t know about that. Miss Le, just neglect my opinion."


    Le looked at Maxwell meaningfully and put theyout drawing away.


    Greta nced at Maxwell with disgust. He didn''t have any dignity and integrity as a man. How did she


    manage to live with him for three months?


    Le stood up and said, "Ms. Greta, I have to adjust the locations of the bodyguards."


    "OK," Greta nodded and sat on the sofa.


    Maxwell stared at Le''s back meaningfully. Le''s footsteps were regr. The distance between each


    step was simr. Every movement was standard. She wasn''t undisciplined as ordinary people. He


    knew she had joined the army.


    What Maxwell didn''t tell Le was that 30 people would be enough if he arranged their positions. Many


    of the 50 people that Le needed were wasted in useless positions.


    Greta crossed her arms over her chest and asked coldly, "Why did you have a fight with them? I had to


    bail you out."


    Maxwell poured a cup of tea for Greta gantly and said bitterly, "Ms. Greta, I didn''t hit them. They are


    strong, how can I beat them?"


    Greta thought about it carefully. That was true. In the past few assassinations, he ran faster than a


    rabbit. He didn''t have the courage to fight with anyone.


    "If you break thew, you deal with it by yourself. Don''t ask me to bail you out," Greta said coldly. She


    rushed to the police station today and many police officers were astonished. Fortunately, there were no


    the mediapanies near the police station. Otherwise, if they knew that, she would be the trending


    topic tomorrow morning!


    She took risked for him! It was because he had a fight with others!


    "Ms. Greta, don''t worry. I won''t be arrested by the police," Maxwell smiled embarrassedly and patted


    his chest.


    After a while, Harriet walked down from upstairs and sat beside Greta.


    It waste at night. No one knew if Harriet did it on purpose or not. She wore a translucent ck


    pajama. Maxwell saw her figure through the pajama. Harriet was well proportioned. She had plump


    breasts, wless long legs and exquisite face. She was so charming. Although Maxwell had met


    countless women overseas, she turned him on.


    Harriet was perfect. She was the top-grade among the young women!


    Greta nced at Harriet and said, "Why are you so sexy?"


    "It''s none of your business. It isn''t for you. Your home is my home. I don''t wear anything in my own


    home." Harriet nced at Greta.


    "There''s an outsider at home. Behave well," Greta said coldly.


    "An outsider? Who is the outsider?" Harriet smiled and asked.


    "Who else can it be? He''s the only man." Greta nced at Maxwell who was doing housework not far


    away and lowered her voice.


    "He''s your husband," Harriet smiled. But Greta snorted and exined, "When I''m in danger, he always


    runs away. How can he be my husband?"


    Harriet stared at Maxwell and spoke meaningfully, "I feel that he is quite good. He is much more real


    than the so-called hypocritical gentlemen wearing false masks."


    Suddenly, Greta groaned, frowned, and covered her lower abdomen. She felt painful.


    Harriet was shocked and she asked worriedly, "What''s the matter?"


    "I don''t know, but it hurts sometimes." Greta shook her head. She had seen a doctor, but the doctor


    couldn''t identify the cause.


    Le walked in. Noticing that Greta felt painful, she asked with concern, "Ms. Greta, can I have a look?"


    "OK."


    Le reached out and touched Greta''s delicate body gently. Le pressed on an acupuncture point in


    Greta''s lower abdomen. Greta frowned again and bit her red lips.


    "This is the ce. It hurts sometimes," Greta said.


    Le withdrew her hand and said with a frown, "Ms. Greta, this is not an illness. This is an internal


    injury. Neither Western medicine nor Chinese medicine can cure it. The cause of the injury is irregr


    diet and the cold."


    "An internal injury? That shouldn''t be serious, right?" Harriet asked.


    "It''s not serious, but it will affect Ms. Greta''s immune system as time goes on. Many people are usually


    in good health, but they have a serious illness suddenly and they are unable to recover," Le


    exined. Greta and Harriet listened carefully as if they were deep in thought.


    "Is there no way to treat Greta''s hidden injury?" Harriet was worried.


    "Yes," Le replied. She was about to say that there was a method that could cure internal injuries in


    China, but it had been lost, so she did not say it.


    "Ms. Greta, I have a way to alleviate the injury." Maxwell appeared suddenly. Greta and Harriet didn''t


    notice him.


    Greta nced at Maxwell with surprise.


    Le looked at Maxwell and didn''t say anything.


    Maxwell smiled embarrassingly, "I used to learn massage from an old master in a massage parlor.


    Massage can rx the body and relieve the pain. The effect is satisfactory. Ms. Greta, although I can''t


    guarantee that massage will cure your injury, it can reduce the pain."


    Le sneered.


    She had suspected that Maxwell was the mastermind who assassinated Greta, but now she no longer


    suspected him.


    There were many rumors that the massage techniques could cure many illnesses, but Le knew that


    many of the rumors were started by massage parlors and bath centers in order to attract the customers


    and earn money.


    The massage technique had no healing effect.


    Maxwell was bragging!