Unrivaled Dragon Lord novel Chapter 2

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.

Maxwell carefully massaged the young lady, who was sleeping peacefully with smooth, gentle breathing.

He massaged her for a long time. After Greta fell into a deep sleep, he smiled and gently put down her legs. Watching the exhausted, gorgeous lady with black hair on her shoulders, Maxwell couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

No matter how powerful Greta was, she was still a delicate woman. Such a perfect woman was a present from God.

He picked her up gently and walked towards the bedroom.

After placing her on the soft Simmons, a doting smile touched his face.

Suddenly, Maxwell froze. He turned to the computer on the desk, his eyes shining with a sharp cold light.

The man walked to the desk and turned on the computer. He cracked the password easily and got into the desktop.

A moment later, Maxwell was surprised to find a line of code on the screen. There was something unreadable in his eyes.

He couldn't be more familiar with this code.

Last year, a computer virus had gone rampant in the Western cyber world, keeping the top ten cybersecurity agencies overseas busy for days and nights. But they still failed to figure the solution out.

Not long after, the agencies heard that the virus would disappear automatically if they paid a ransom of 10 billion.

The agencies were furious at the blackmail and rejected it outright.

As a result, on the night of the refusal, all the network security agencies and servers collapsed, shocking the whole world.

It wasn't until the agencies handed over 10 billion that the virus quietly disappeared and the online world overseas returned to normal.

It took half a year for the network security organization to decipher the virus, which originated from a mysterious line of code.