Having been immersed in the great change of his emotions, Max was unable to get rid of it. Grady was
always the first one to arrive in a hurry. For so many years, if Max still couldn't figure out how much
Grady appreciated Rosa, then their friendship during these years would be faked.
Grady was no longer as gentle and elegant as he used to be. He anxiously asked, "How is Rosa?"
"She is in the emergency room," said Max in a hoarse voice, frowning.
Last time, Rosa had deceived Max into a hospital by taking advantage of her heartache. However, it
was found out by Max. Yet he didn't expose it. He had thought that Rosa has planned the same trick
when he got the phone call, but when he arrived at the hospital, he learned that there was an ambush
in secret this time.
Mr. Zhang said it was raining so heavily that he didn't see the plate number clearly, so there was no
evidence. Therefore he had to find someone to look for it later.
Did anyone want to take Rosa's life? Or did she offend someone in America?
When the door of the emergency room was opened, Max stood up, yet Grady took half a step forward
farther than Max and asked, "Doctor, how is the person inside?"
Wearing a mask, the calm doctor was used to facing with life and death. He replied, "Don't worry. It's
just a large amount of blood. The situation has been controlled and there is nothing serious now."
Grady breathed a sigh of relief. Then he saw Rosa lying on the bed and being pushed into the ward by
a nurse. Standing not far away from her, Max was watching without being involved. Max was satisfied
when the doctor has finished his words.
Max took a glance at Grady as if thinking about something and then turned around to leave when a
gentle voice came behind him.
"Where are you going?"
Hearing that, Max's feet paused slightly and then he said without looking back, "Go back."
Grady sneered and walked up to Max, with a complex emotion in his tone.
"You stay. I'll go. When she wakes up, she wants to see you,"
Max looked at him indifferently without any rebuttal. It seemed that he was standing in the shoes of an
outsider, which shew his appalling indifference.
"Whatever."
Max uttered the word and then he went to the end of the corridor, where there was an exit.
Max was never in the control of anyone's mind. He just acted as he wanted. Grady looked at his back
and laughed at himself. No matter seven years ago or seven years later, he was no match for Max. No
matter how hard he tried, he still lost.
Fate had been written down. No matter how hard he struggled, he could only waste his strength.
Leila thought Max wouldn't come back at night, but in the middle of the night, she was awakened by a
cold figure coming in from the door, who has clung to her.
"Good girl."
Max said in a hoarse voice, and he used to express his existence with just simple words. Leila lay stiff,
feeling that the body behind her gradually getting warmed, and she said softly, "Can I turn over?"
Leila kept stiff in his arms from behind and couldn't move. Half of her body was numb. Instead of
answering, Max turned her whole body over, so she could only rest her face on his chest and hear his
heartbeat and breath.
There was a kind of pleasant and natural fragrance coming from the body of Max, which was not made
up of expensive perfume, for it was natural. With that in mind, Leila gradually relaxed herself.
Leila was not having sex with Max tonight, but when she woke up after one night, she was even more
tired than having sex the whole night. According to Max's rule of sleeping, he could sleep for almost the
whole night by only one position.
But Leila was different. Holding in his arms, she couldn't change her sleeping posture. She had slept in
the same posture all night, so half of her body was numb the next day.
It was rare that Max didn't get up early, but it also meant that Leila would suffer more. Her hair was in a
mess in the morning. She raised her head slightly and looked at Max through her messy hair.
When Max was asleep, there seemed to be less indifference and more intimacy. Besides, he was a bit
dangerous and tempting. When Leila blew the hair in front of her eyes, she woke him up.
When Max woke up, he saw Leila pouting and looking up at him. She looked so lovely, as if she was
waiting for him to get it. He lifted her chin and kissed the lip. Leila's face was slightly red, allowing him
to do whatever he wanted.
After fondling her body for a while, Max released it and then stood up. His slender figure came into
view. He changed his clothes in front of her without the slightest fear of being exposed. While Max was
putting on clothes, his refined thin muscles were shown in front of Leila.
Leila sighed with admiration at Max's perfection which was created by the God. Having no
consideration to personality, Max had an excellent figure, which was the dream of many girls. She
pressed her lips slightly and thought, 'I have thought too much.' When Leila came to her senses, Max
wasn't in the bedroom.
After a quick wash, Max came downstairs to the living room. Sitting at the table as usual, he was
reading a financial newspaper, lost in thought. Leila sat opposite him, watching the entertainment news
in her hand. The picture seemed to be harmonious.
When they were having a meal, Max asked indifferently, "Did someone bring the document yesterday?"
Leila hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes. I'll give it to you right away."
After taking the document from Leila, Max signed his name quickly and returned it to her hand. "Send
this document to your father and let him sign it. Try to make him carry out the plan as soon as
possible."
Leila was confused by his words, then the expression on Max’s face became cold. He saw through her
countenance and asked, "Didn't you look through the investment contract last night?"
Leila shook her head honestly, "I thought it was a contract of Mu Group."
Max looked at her with a complicated expression and spat out a word concisely, "Look."
The latter one didn't dare to slack off. Thus Leila began to look through the contract in a
hurry.
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