Chapter 29: A wless n


    "Do you know how to massage?" Greta was doubtful.


    Maxwell had given her a pleasant surprise, but Maxwell had often made it up randomly. He was


    eloquent.


    Greta didn''t believe in massage. She had never gone to any massage parlors or bath centers ever


    since she was young.


    She only trusted the modern Western medicine. But ording to Le, the modern Western medicine


    couldn''t do anything about this kind of internal injury.


    He said that he had a way, so it was difficult for Greta to believe in him.


    Harriet looked at Maxwell and smiled charmingly, "Are you sure that the massage is useful for internal


    injuries? I have never heard of any injuries that can be treated by the massage."


    "Ms. Greta, have a try. You''ll know if it''s true," Maxwell chuckled.


    Greta pondered for a moment and looked up at Le with inquiring eyes.


    "Ms. Greta, why don''t you allow him to have a try?" Le looked at Maxwell and sneered. Maxwell


    always bluffed. He even said that the massage could cure the injuries!


    When Greta realized that it was useless, Le would disgrace him. Le understood why Greta hated


    him so much. He always lied and was no different from a ruffian. How could they like him?


    "Have a try, Greta. What if it works?" Harriet said in an attractive voice.


    "If it''s useless, I will teach you a lesson tonight!" Greta red at Maxwell and threatened.


    "Fine." Greta gritted her red lips and red at Maxwell fiercely. His hands were disgusting!


    Although she enjoyed it, she could not tolerate Maxwell''s touch. This was a grant vition!


    She wanted to kick Maxwell off the sofa, but what he said was right. She felt embarrassed and angry,


    but she couldn''t do anything!


    "Your stomach hurts, so I give you a massage. It was just my preparatory work." Maxwell''s words


    vexed Greta!


    "Greta, lie down. Don''t worry. It doesn''t matter," Harriet said.


    "Are you my friend?" Greta said sadly. She felt Harriet betrayed her. Harriet had known him for a short


    time, but she spoke for him.


    "I care about you. Lie down," Harriet coaxed her into lying down.


    Maxwell finally touched Greta''s skin.


    "How are you feeling?" Harriet asked.


    "I''m fine." Greta''s attitude was neither cold nor passionate, but she wasn''t angry as before.


    Maxwell massaged her. He found Greta''s acupoints urately. It didn''t hurt gradually and she felt


    rxed.


    Greta wasn''t angry towards Maxwell. She was surprised. He didn''t boast. The massage was useful.


    However, Le didn''t know that. She watched Maxwell massaging and sneered.


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    Le thought she saw through Maxwell''s true colors. How could the massage cure the injury? Maxwell


    fooled Greta and Harriet around!


    Le didn''t know how to massage. When she saw Maxwell''s random touches, she had a judgment.


    He was a liar!


    ''Poor Ms. Greta had been cheated. She''s being felt up, but she probably doesn''t notice it.''


    Gretay on the sofa and it didn''t hurtter. She felt surprised and confused.


    Maxwell knew massage. She could feel it didn''t hurt anymore.


    "Ms. Greta, how do you feel?" Maxwell helped Greta up and asked.


    Greta nced at Maxwell with aplicated expression. She snorted coldly, "It works somehow."


    "Ms. Greta, it takes several sessions before massage works the best. Your injury can''t be cured by one


    session. It requires regr treatment," Maxwell continued.


    "What do you mean? You want to touch me again," Greta said angrily.


    "No. I''ll give you a massage when it hurts," Maxwell smiled embarrassedly.


    "To my surprise, you didn''t bluff."


    "There''s nothing special about it," Maxwell chuckled.


    Le raised the eyebrows and frowned. Maxwell was so eloquent that Harriet and Greta believed in


    him.


    No matter what Le said, it was useless. She could only find another chance to expose his lie.''Ms.


    Greta hated him and wanted to kick him out. He wanted to stay at here by this way.


    Le didn''t know she was wrong. She only knew that an ancient method in China could cure internal


    injuries. However, she didn''t know that Maxwell had mastered this long-lost massage technique.


    What Le didn''t know was that many masters of Chinese Medicine spent countless resources to


    search for the seemingly ordinary massage technique and they failed. Even the five great doctors


    overseas had jointed and requested Maxwell to disy it at all costs, but Maxwell refused.


    Only those who had an extremely urate grasp of strength would be able to learn this massage


    technique. Moreover, it took a lot of effort and time. Apart from Maxwell''s friends in his base, he didn''t


    help anyone else.


    Le had witnessed an invaluable massage teaching scene. If she recorded it and the five great


    doctors overseas knew that, they would want to get this video at all costs!


    "It''ste. Good night." After being massaged carefully by Maxwell, Greta felt tired earlier than usual.


    She yawned and walked upstairs.


    "Maxwell, see you tomorrow morning. Good night." Harriet looked at Maxwell, blinked and smiled


    charmingly. She turned around and shouted to beautiful Greta who had walked upstairs, "Greta, wait


    for me!"


    After the three women returned to their rooms, Maxwell made a call.


    "Mr. Maxwell, have you been released from the police station? I heard that the director offered to


    release you on bail, but you refused," the young manughed.


    "I suspect that Hal did that," Maxwell said slowly in a deep and cold tone.


    "Do Hal and his father have a death wish?" The young man was surprised. Then he said angrily,


    "Damn it. They didn''t take us seriously. If I don''t teach them a lesson, they would go too far."


    Maxwell said slowly, "I don''t have any evidence. Keep an eye on Hal. If there''s any news, report it to


    me."


    ...


    In the private room of the hotel, Hal stood by the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the


    darkness in distance. He was viperous.


    One of his subordinates walked over to Hal with a stic bag and said respectfully, "Mr. Hal, I''ve


    prepared everything."


    "Where is Maxwell?" Hal''s gaze was cold as if he was a ughtering machine without any emotions.


    "Greta has hired a lot of bodyguards. There is no way to sneak into the vi. A professional designed


    theyout. Theyout is perfect and ingenious. It is very difficult to sneak into the vi secretly," the


    subordinate said.


    Hal smiled insidiously and said slowly, "Maxwell and Greta arranged the bodyguards. Do whatever you


    can to put the bag beside them."


    "1 kilo is enough to put them in prison for the rest of their lives. Even if that fool Derrick tried his best, it


    would be useless," Hal muttered in a low voice.


    The subordinate pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Hal, the director ordered to release Maxwell in


    person. Would he...."


    "No one can save them. If it appears in China, no one can save them, let alone the director of the


    Ocean City!" Hal looked at the stic bag and sneered.


    Hal had taken all factors into consideration and his n was wless. Maxwell and Greta wouldn''t be


    released from prison!