Unrivaled Dragon Lord novel Chapter 69

As Maxwell left the office, Greta crossed her arms before her chest and asked with an attractive voice while watching Maxwell left with angry eyes, “What’s wrong?” Melissa glimpsed at her who was still in rage and whispered, “There’s a client who’s not made an appointment beforehand and he wants to see you.”

“And who’s that?” Greta wrinkled her eyebrows. Not understanding why, being disturbed by Melissa this time had caused a rare fluctuation in her emotions and she was filled with anger. “The client said…he’s your family.” Hesitancy was seen from Melissa who had an angelic look and she spoke uncannily.

“Family?” Greta raised one of her eyebrows and pondered for a while. She frowned upon remembering it. “I got it, go mind your business now.” After shoving Melissa off, she walked towards the French window while on her high heels and looked towards a couple of black cars parked in front of the Sandoval Tower. There was a mixed expression on her delicate face.

Meanwhile, as Melissa had just walked a few steps out of the office, she heard someone speaking frivolously behind her. “So what did Miss Lloyd say to President Sandoval just now? Hmm?” Melissa jolted to a halt. She turned around and saw Maxwell leaning against the wall with a cigarette in his mouth. “Mr. Kirk, the company has stated that it is forbidden to smoke inside.” The pungent smell of the smoke dispersed and Melissa frowned, covering her nose and mouth.

“The company’s rule may work for you, but not for me.” Maxwell curled his lip and came close to her in the face. He asked with a grin, “So what’s going on? Melissa.”

“There’s a gang of people outside the company, insisting to see President Sandoval, and they don’t seem friendly,” Melissa glanced at her surrounding and lowered her voice. “Not friendly?” Maxwell pulled down his face and a profound look flashed across his face. “I got it. Miss Lloyd, the perfume you’re using…has a pleasant smell,” Maxwell headed towards the lift and after a few steps, he suddenly stopped and said abstrusely.

“Oh…” Melissa’s face with an innocent look froze and she watched him left in a daze without being able to respond for a long while. Her face only flushed at length.

Inside one of the black cars in front of the Sandoval Tower sat Absalom and Andreas. Absalom was composed while Andreas looked exceptionally calm. Two security guards at the entrance had blocked both Alison and Cecilia’s way. Out of the blue, Alison suddenly raised her hand and landed a slap on one of the guards’ face. “How dare you stop me, you pathetic waste!” Alison chastised while the guards were behaving in a jittery manner. Although they were still guarding the building’s entrance, the power they displayed had very much dwindled.

“Yeah. We’ve already told you our last name is Sandoval. It’s Sandoval, did you hear me? Tell Greta to come meet us now!” Cecilia chimed in. “I’m sorry. We didn’t receive any notification; therefore we can’t let you in.” The guards kept on apologizing yet due to their exceptionally high professionalism, they still barred both Alison and Cecilia from entering the building.

Soon enough, crowds started to gather in front of the Sandoval Tower to watch the fun. After a flurry of excitement among the noisy crowds, the people stood aside and a path was formed in between. A dazzling figure was standing right at the end of the path and had successfully attracted lots of attention at the blink of an eye. Alison glimpsed at Greta’s curvy body and snorted, whispering to herself, “What a coquette.”

Greta approached them slowly and after throwing a glance at Alison and Cecilia, she asked, “What’s going on?”

“Greta, we’ve come all the way here for you.” Absalom finally stepped out of the black car and walked towards her. “Why is grandpa bringing so many people here to my workplace?” Although Greta seemed to be much relieved, she still did not let down her guard. These people were looking to amalgamate the Sandoval Group earlier, therefore they would certainly be up to no good when they came here at this period of time. The Sandoval Group was established by her and Derrick single-handedly and they had sacrificed much blood and sweat for it, therefore she would certainly refuse to hand it over to anyone else.

“It’s inappropriate to talk about it here.” Absalom glanced at his surrounding. Greta then glimpsed at the crowds and said, “There’s a conference room inside the company, let’s talk about it there.”

After entering the conference room, Absalom looked around and smiled. “Greta, where’s Mr. Kirk?” Greta poured a cup of tea for him and said sourly, “I have no idea where he’s been. Grandpa, just call him by his name, you don’t have to call him Mr. Kirk.” She then whispered.