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Maxwell was surprised. Greta relaxed her tightly frowned eyebrows as her lips curled up. She kicked off her red high heels, lifted her slender, smooth legs, put her exquisite feet in front of Maxwell, and said condescendingly, "What? You're unwilling to do it?"

"I... Of course, it's my pleasure!" Maxwell realized what was happening and rubbed his hands in excitement and joy!

How could he be unwilling to do so! This was what Maxwell dreamed of!

Now it was Greta's turn to be dumbfounded. Not only did the guy not feel humiliated, but he also seemed to be quite happy?

Before Greta could speak, Maxwell reached out and grabbed her warm feet.

This was his first physical contact with Greta in three months!

Just then, Greta's phone rang. The young lady picked it up and frowned again.

"No way! I would rather die than let him get his way! Tell him to go to hell!" Greta shouted coldly and hung up the phone. She threw her phone aside angrily, her exquisite face icy.

A pair of warm hands held Greta's feet. The rough palms rubbed and reddened them. The comfortable warmth spread all the way up to her ankles and gradually calmed her down.

Maxwell lowered his head and gently massaged her perfect feet. He looked up and thought about what Greta had said on the phone as he watched the young lady frowning in frustration.

The man looked down again with an unreadable look in his eyes. 'Who is it? Who makes Greta so angry? Who dares!'

Maxwell married into the Sandoval family because of a coincidence.

Maxwell owed the Sandoval family a favor! He was abroad at that time, terribly injured, and facing a serious crisis. It was Greta who saved him. She even asked her grandfather, a senior official in Beijing, to take a great risk to shelter him.

Greta's grandfather learned of Maxwell's identity then, but he did not tell Greta about it.

Maxwell had been in such an awkward position, but now he had changed a lot. Greta, however, seemed to have forgotten about that.

Maxwell turned out to be a good massager who had perfect control of strength. Even professional masseurs were unable to compare to him.

His massage gradually came into effect. After a whole day's work, Greta was so tired that she leaned against the sofa and fell asleep very soon.

massaged the young lady, who was sleeping peacefully with smooth,

a long time. After Greta fell into a deep sleep, he smiled and gently put down her legs. Watching the exhausted, gorgeous

matter how powerful Greta was, she was still a delicate woman. Such a perfect woman was a

and walked towards the bedroom.

on the soft Simmons,

computer on the

computer. He cracked the password easily and got into the

to find a line of code

be more familiar with

keeping the top ten cybersecurity agencies overseas busy for days and nights. But

virus would disappear automatically

the blackmail and rejected

of the refusal, all the

billion that the virus quietly disappeared and the online world overseas returned

to decipher

code was

flickering with a faint red light, showing that

Greta's bedroom was

be easily

lady lying peacefully on the bed. Deep in his eyes, there was a touch of

the bedroom, Maxwell took out

a drink with me? I have an appointment with a lady from the European royal family tonight. Shall I invite her to join us?" said the man on the other end of the line. It

wife should be in trouble," Maxwell said slowly and peacefully in an icy tone.

be surprised for a short while before he replied with anger, "Who dares to trouble Greta?"

infected with a Trojan virus. I suspect there are some eavesdropping devices in the house," Maxwell

last year. How could there be another? Those who use Trojan virus are never ordinary competitors!" The young man

and find out who has the best computer skills in

phone rang again and the young man's voice came from the phone. "Boss, I found out two suspects in the Group. One is Greta's secretary, Melissa Lloyd,