Unrivaled Dragon Lord novel Chapter 29

"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 according to Leila, 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 Leila with inquiring eyes.

"Ms. Greta, why don't you allow him to have a try?" Leila 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, Leila would disgrace him. Leila 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 glared at Maxwell and threatened.

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

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

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 accurately. It didn't hurt gradually and she felt relaxed.

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

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

Leila thought she saw through Maxwell's true colors. How could the massage cure the injury? Maxwell fooled Greta and Harriet around!

Leila 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.'

Greta lay on the sofa and it didn't hurt later. She felt surprised and confused.

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 man laughed.

"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."

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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 plastic bag and said respectfully, "Mr. Hal, I've prepared everything."

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

"Greta has hired a lot of bodyguards. There is no way to sneak into the villa. A professional designed the layout. The layout is perfect and ingenious. It is very difficult to sneak into the villa 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 plastic bag and sneered.

Hal had taken all factors into consideration and his plan was flawless. Maxwell and Greta wouldn't be released from prison!