Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Chapter 29: A Flawless Plan

"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! Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

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.

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

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

Greta glanced at Maxwell with a complicated 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 regular 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.

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

him.

No matter what Leila 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.

Leila 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 Leila 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 display it at all costs, but Maxwell refused.

Only those who had an extremely accurate 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.

Leila 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's late. 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 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."

...

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!