Unrivaled Dragon Lord
Chapter 68: Maxwell Was the Actual Savior!

Absalom's expressions also changed instantly. He stared at the old man with shock and doubt.

Andreas' face turned cold. He lowered his head and his eyes flicked shock and doubt alternately. Andreas had always been calm and composed, but this time, he was clutched by anxiety!

Allison and Cecilia looked at each other in speechless despair as astonishment was written all over their pale faces. They could not believe that the one the old man mentioned before was actually that matrilocal son-in-law of the Sandoval family!

How could this be possible! That nothing-for-good was clearly telling a lie. How could it be possible that he really knew about medicine?

Other members of the Sandoval family were also instantly dumbfounded. What the fuck! That Maxwell, who was taunted by them just now, soon became the savior that the old man had mentioned just now! This plot reversal was too shocking and was coming so quickly that they were all caught out of guard.

Just now they had been taunting at the mediocre live-in son-in-law of the Sandoval family, but this son-in-law soon became the savior of Lennon Bole!

This shocking event happened too suddenly that they felt as if they were dreaming and didn't dare to accept this.

"How could it be..." Andreas' expressions became ferocious and cold. His hands shivered slightly, showing that he was unwilling to accept this inwardly.

"Is the one you mentioned having dark skin, and the woman by his side is very beautiful, right? Are you sure that she's Greta Sandoval?" Lennon's son, Michael, grabbed the old man's shoulders and asked in a trembling voice.

The old man nodded and replied, "Greta is the most beautiful businesswoman in Ocean City and is quite famous. Almost everyone knows about her, right? I wouldn't have mistaken them. And it was him who helped me improve this prescription."

After finishing the words, he sighed emotionally, "I haven't expected that there's a magical master in medicine who live in seclusion in Ocean City. My father had tried to cure this disease in all his life, but that young man just casually produced the prescription..."

Lennon looked solemn and respectful and he suddenly kneeled down onto the ground.

"My savior, I would like to kneel down in front of you to show my gratitude. Feel free to tell me if you need my help. I, Lennon Bole, will try my best to help you, Mister!" The people in the bedroom were all shocked when hearing Lennon's words. They glanced at the old man with eagerness and envy.

It was because Lennon, who had made the promise, had an extraordinary identity!

Lennon Bole was working in the government in Beijing - the capital city of China as well as the center and peek of political battles.

Many people in the room were eager to build connections with Lennon. As long as they could win Lennon's patronage, even if their relationship was not that intimate, they would become the one that couldn't be offended in Ocean City!

Lennon had a high position in Beijing government... And even Absalom was inferior to him!

Therefore, when Lennon was suffering from the incurable disease, many people paid a visit to this luxurious villa. Some of which were big shots who came all the way from Beijing that was quite far away from Ocean City.

Many of them had invited specialists in various aspects in medicine, which caused a disturbance in the medical circle in Ocean City.

But now, Lennon was saved by an old man, who was unknown to all of them and Lennon had showed great respect to him. How could they not be sulky after learning this?

Had this man done some good deeds in his last life? He actually managed to cure Lennon's incurable disease and saved him from Death.

The specialists, who were standing aside all glanced at the old man while feeling bitter about it, thinking that all this was because he had a good luck.

In the face of Lennon's hospitality, the old man simply waved his hands, "I just want to finish my father's last wish... Make medicine soup according to this prescription and take it three times a day. You're not allowed to have meat recently. I will come to have a check-up three days later."

"Okay. Someone see Mister off." Lennon replied respectfully and glanced at his son, Michael Bole.

Michael finally reacted and smiled embarrassedly, "Mister, let me give you a ride."

After the old man left the luxurious villa, Lennon sat down on the bed, heaved a long sigh, and fixated his gaze on Absalom, "Andreas, do you know the person that my savior mentioned just now?"

"He's probably the son-in-law of the Sandoval family." Absalom was stunned for a moment and then replied with uncertainty.

"A son-in-law of your family?" Lennon's eyes lit up and he smiled, "Hurry up to invite him here. I should personally thank him for saving me."

"Lennon, although the medicine soup had saved your life, you're too weak now and couldn't get out of the bed. You should have good recuperation first and I will come to replace him." Absalom felt compunctious in heart. If he had known this would happen, he would not ask Maxwell to leave before. It appeared that Maxwell really had insights into medicine and he had wronged him before.

Absalom turned around to look at Andreas, "Andreas, go and invite him back."

"I?" Andreas, who had a cold face, changed his expressions instantly when hearing Absalom's words.

He and Maxwell had offended each other openly but now Absalom asked him to invite Maxwell back. It was undoubtedly a humiliation like he was inviting Maxwell to give a slap hard on his face! "Grandpa, I don't know where he's going. Moreover, he left a long while ago, I'm afraid even if I chase after him, I will fail to replace him." Andreas continued, "What about going to the Sandoval Group to try our lucks?"

"All right." Absalom nodded and turned to look at Lennon, "Lennon, we will go and thank him on behalf of you. When your health condition is improved, you can go replace him in person."

Lennon agreed. When Absalom turned around, Lennon stopped him and reminded, "Please, make sure to tell him that when I feel better, I, Lennon Bole, will definitely pay a visit to him and thank him in person."

All people in the bedroom felt shocked. Lennon's words had proved that he valued highly of Maxwell!

When Absalom and other members of the Sandoval family left the luxurious villa, Absalom looked into the distance of the road and muttered, "Greta has given me a big surprise. I originally thought that this matrilocal son-in-law was a mediocre person, but I didn't expect that he know about medicine..."

"Grandpa, this may not be true..." Andreas suddenly cut in.

Absalom turned to look at him. Andreas uttered words slowly and meaningfully, "When Maxwell told us that he knew about medicine, Greta's expressions showed that she was shocked as well, which indicated that she was also unconscious of this. If he was really a master in medicine, why did he hide this from his wife Greta?"

Andreas paused before continuing slowly, "Grandpa, there's another possibility..."

"Which kind of possibility?" Absalom became serious and narrowed his eyes.

"I guess he might have got the prescription to that disease by accident and he himself is indeed a medicine idiot!" Andreas said coldly, "He just wanted to take this opportunity to leave a good impression on us and Lennon so that he can build connections with higher-ups in the future if there's a chance!" Andreas looked right into Absalom's eyes and continued, "Grandpa, have you forgotten it? Lennon has a young daughter, Isadora Bole, and she's the apple of his eyes..."

"Do you mean that Maxwell had planned all these in advance?" Andreas was wise enough to guess Andreas' unspoken words instantly.

"Never forget to guard against possible harm, Grandpa. Even if he's the live-in son-in-law of the Sandoval family, he's not a sibling of our family after all. No one knows the reason why he was willing to be a live-in son-in-law." Andreas analyzed slowly in a cold voice.

"Yep, dad, that Maxwell is thievish-looking and I can tell he's not a good person from his appearance. He just wants to make use of you to build connections with higher-ups. In this way, he will get to know Isadora and marry into the Bole family." Allison chimed in.

"All right. I see. Let's go to Sandoval Group to have a look first." Absalom gesture them to quiet down with a wave of his hand and continued, "I heard that Sandoval Group is developing well in Ocean City. Let's go and have a look..."

In the president's office in Sandoval Group, Greta was focusing on business affairs with her head drooped, while Maxwell was sitting cross-legged casually and unruly on the sofa and having fruits.

Greta lifted up her head and threw a fierce glance at Maxwell when seeing his behavior while reprimanding, "Hey, did I allow you to have my fruits?"

Maxwell, who was grabbing a bunch of grapes, was stunned at the moment. He then asked, "Aren't fruits a kind of food?"

Greta snorted coldly with a cold face, "You can eat it, but why did you spit grape skins casually?"

Maxwell laughed ingratiatingly, walked towards Greta with the bunch of grapes in his hand, picked off one grape and said, "Ms. Greta, let me feed you."

"I don't need you to feed me." Greta rejected in a cold voice.

"Oh please. Ms. Greta, you are so busy with your work every day and I guess you must have no time to enjoy fruits. If you don't eat these fruits, they will get decayed. So you might just as well allow me to feed you." Maxwell chuckled.

Greta fixated her gaze on Maxwell for a long while. Then she blinked her eyes gently and nodded in agreement.

Maxwell felt excited inwardly. He hastily picked off a plump grape that had a beautiful purple color and carefully reached it out to Greta's red lips.

Greta slightly opened her mouth and gently bit the grape.

The thin skin of the grape popped in her mouth and the sweet juice prevailed in her mouth. Greta slightly blinked and her eyes lit up when she tasted the fresh and tender grape.

Maxwell was a bit stunned as he didn't understand why Greta was blinking at him.

"Ms. Greta, why are you looking at me in this manner..." Maxwell was a bit guilty.

Greta knitted her brows, "Where's the grape?"

"Oh..." Maxwell finally understood. He hastily picked off a grape and reached it out to her fawningly.

Greta slightly opened her mouth and gently bit the grape...Just as she spit out the grape skin, Maxwell hastily reached another grape out to her mouth...

Maxwell stooped by the side while Greta was having grapes one by one with enjoyment written all over her delicate face.

All of a sudden, Greta, with her eyes closed, failed to bite the grape. Instead, she kept Maxwell's finger in her mouth and was sucking it constantly... Maxwell was instantly dumbfounded as he could clearly feel that his fingertip was wrapped by something extraordinary warm!

Maxwell was completely petrified for he hadn't expected that Greta would suddenly do this!

The well-known beautiful president actually did this kind of thing in her office!

Maxwell's expressions froze all of a sudden when he sensitively felt a soft touch from his fingertip.

Maxwell slightly shivered out of excitement. This was the most intimate thing that Greta had done to him during the past several months!

Excitement was written all over his face. This feeling was fucking good! Greta, who had always been aloof and indifferent, was actually sucking his finger!

If this piece of news spread out, it would undoubtedly go virus.

The beautiful president, with her long hairs cascading on her shoulders and two charming red lips, was keeping Maxwell's finger in her mouth. Her tongue inadvertently licked his finger and in this way she could taste the sweet fruit juice left on the finger.

Maxwell almost went crazy at the moment and was extremely excited.

No one would have expected that Maxwell, who could still remain calm in the face of all dangers, would actually get so excited just because of a trifle matter. If the heads of countries saw this appearance of him, they would definitely guess whether if Maxwell had taken drugs.

"Hss..." Maxwell gasped. Greta finally pulled herself together and flushed. Maxwell had wild thoughts that what if the thing in her mouth was not his finger, but something else...

This scene was really a trigger of random thoughts as people would uncontrollably have wild thoughts when they saw this.

"Bang!" A beautiful figure suddenly pushed open the door of the office and was now standing at the door.

Astonished, Maxwell lifted his head and saw a dumbfounded beauty.

"Melissa..." Maxwell called her name. It was as if the air was frozen and the ambience in the room was extremely awkward.

Maxwell scratched his head feeling very upset and sulky... What the fuck, it was really hard and rare for him to get such benefits, but Melissa just came at the most inappropriate moment, neither too early nor too late...

Greta suddenly reached out and exerted great force to push Maxwell away. With a flushed face, she was glaring at Maxwell with enormous killing intentions!

"Ms. Greta, I..."Maxwell smiled embarrassedly. But Greta suddenly produced an art knife and tossed it towards Maxwell.

"Get lost!"

Maxwell staggered out of office. He was so uncollected at the moment, which was quite different from his high-spirited self. But no one had noticed that... there was a meaningful smile on his lips...