In the early hours of the next morning, there was a knock on Andreas's door. He got up and opened the door in his luxurious pajamas.
"What's the matter?" Andreas frowned, slightly displeased.
"Mr. Andreas, Shusaku went to kill Greta and Maxwell last night." said the man.
"And then?" Andreas looked calm.
"Shusaku was defeated. His body was found this morning beside a river. It was seppuku suicide." said the man.
"Seppuku... Interesting." Mr. Andreas looked a little shocked, and then raised a mysterious smile.
"Why would the first swordsman of Japan perform hara-kiri?" Andreas murmured.
"The game is getting more interesting," Andreas said to himself, "Max, I didn't expect you to give me so many surprises."
"Mr. Andreas, what should we do?" The man asked respectfully.
"Didn't Lennon have a little girl? Last time he got the advantages. Let's take him down a peg." Andreas was calm.
"I was told that Lennon is very fond of this little girl, who is spoiled. It's not easy to deal with," said the man.
"Isadora is Lennon's soft spot, and if we take her down, we will have Lennon in our control," Andreas said. "If Lennon puts pressure on Greta, no matter how tough that bitch is, she has to give up the port and airport development rights."
"It's more than that. We may have the chance to control the Bole Family. It kills two birds with one stone," Andreas said softly. "Go and fetch my clothes and figure out Isadora's routine."
"When I get her, it is a piece of cake to deal with the Sandoval family, even Greta."
Maxwell was sitting in the CEO's office when he suddenly sneezed.
"Shit, who is cursing me?" Maxwell cursed. 'As strong as I am, how would I sneeze?' Maxwell wondered.
"Get out of here and leave me to my work!" Greta sat on the office chair, raised her eyes at Maxwell, and said coolly.
After Greta saw Maxwell flirting with Isadora, she became very hostile to Maxwell, and always shouted at him, not taking him to her eyes at all.
Oh, Maxwell felt so aggrieved. He didn't dare have any objection as Greta was his wife. The only way to sooth Greta was to keep smiling and not fighting back.
"Ms. Greta, there's no place to sit outside." Maxwell said nervously, thinking of finding a reason to stay with her.
"No space?" Greta sneered, as if expecting Maxwell to say so.
Maxwell's heart beat fast, and he felt uneasy...
landline and said, "Bring me a chair and
it would work. You don't want people to know about my relationship with you, do
are! You come here every day. Everyone
later, a security guard came in
put it by the door,"
to treat me like that." Maxwell was embarrassed. Greta actually made
Greta gave a snort. "Are you going out on your
extra chair at the door of the president's
what Greta was up to... Greta wanted him to stand by the door like
president's office. Many employees noticed Maxwell sitting at the door of the president's office, gossiping and
in his position, was really like
smiles on the employees'
seductive voice sounded, "Why don't you
Maxwell smiled. It was from
up on me. You're the first one," Isadora said
be your first," Maxwell grinned. "How many times have I been your first
like to have
He was about to leave when
Bar. I will be there
breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried to the elevator
to the office and asked Greta, "Ms. Greta, is Maxwell on his way to meet a client?
frowned. "No, I didn't
just saw Maxwell riding off Sandoval Tower on his bicycle. I thought you gave him an assignment,"
then got up, approached the French window, and watched Maxwell ride
stern. She picked up the phone without hesitation,
walked into the bar, where he soon found Isadora sitting at
was hotter that he saw that day. She was wearing an off-shoulder shirt, revealing
ask me for?"
at Maxwell. "Drinking,
to do something interesting with me." Maxwell looked at
Isadora fumbled for a lady's cigarette, took a puff, and blew
you like to drink?" Isadora