Unrivaled Dragon Lord novel Chapter 95

"I'm famous?" Maxwell was stunned... How did he become famous?

What was going on... Since he came to China, he had been very low-key, and so far, he had not exposed his identity... Those who knew his identity... must had been killed by him.

Maxwell was lost in thought. Greta angrily handed the phone over to him. "Look at what you've done," she said angrily.

Last night, Greta had almost forgiven Maxwell, but when she saw the news on her phone, she felt jealous and angry.

Maxwell took the phone, glanced at the news, and his face froze.

The headlines of the tidbits showed the picture of Maxwell and Isadora going to the hotel together!

Besides, but the headline displayed lots of photos of Maxwell and Greta, writing, "A mysterious man is having love affairs with the president of the Sandoval Group and other women..."

Maxwell glanced at the tidbits. The fake new angered him totally.

"Who did this?" Maxwell put down his phone, looking grim.

"Who knows? If you hadn't been a philanderer, how could there be gossips? And it got me involved!" Greta gave a cold grunt.

"The rumors have gone rival, and pretty soon you're going to rise to fame in Ocean City," Harriet said. "It's just not good fame."

Maxwell nodded. Indeed, he had already hidden his identity when he came to China, but the danger of his exposure increased greatly when he made the headlines.

He didn't mind that, but he was afraid that Greta, Harriet, and even the whole Ocean City would be dragged into some unrelated affair because of him!

"Andreas did this," Maxwell said lightly. "But don't worry. I'll deal with him."

"You'll dealt with him?" Greta glanced over at Maxwell and smiled. "Don't bother to do it," she said. "He's got the Sandoval family as his back. I will let the PR team to deal with it."

Maxwell shook his head. "Since Andreas thinks he can smear us with the tidbits, won't he take into account of the PR team? He would, if he isn't an idiot, have had a way of dealing with our PR team."

"So what's your suggestion?" Greta folded her arms around her chest and frowned.

Maxwell started the troubles, and now Greta had to smooth the things away for him, but he was bossing her around.

"Ms. Greta, please believe me, I can handle this," Maxwell said meaningfully.

"Well, since you are so confident, I'll let you do it. But if you can't do it well, the whole Sandoval Group will be affected," Greta said.

Greta represented the Sandoval Group. If Greta's image was damaged, it meant discrediting the Sandoval Group.

Greta looked at Maxwell doubtfully. She did not believe that Maxwell could handle this.

"Greta, why don't we give him a chance? After the last incident, there are very few people we can really trust. Maybe your PR team has been paid off by Andreas." Harriet spoke up for Maxwell.

"Fine, I'll give you a chance. You'd better not screw it up." Greta pondered for a moment and decided to give Maxwell a chance.

The matter concerned the company, so she had to pay great attention.

Greta took a few bites and then put a sandwich in a bag. "I'm full. I'm going to work."

After that, Greta went upstairs and changed into a beautiful dress, which partially covered her slender long legs. And then she walked down from the second floor gracefully. Her long legs were firmly attached to the dress, and the curve was clearly chiseled, faintly visible, making her more charming.

Maxwell stared at her beautiful back blankly. The sexy shape was too eye-catching.

"Are you really sure you can handle the public opinions that overwhelms the Ocean City?" Leila suddenly asked.

"Sure, it's a piece of cake," Maxwell smiled faintly.

Leila looked calm, but she doubted Maxwell's ability. She would not trust him because he was a liar.

Leila was just curious about what Maxwell was going to do to cheat Greta again.

Before breakfast was finished, a servant suddenly entered the mansion and said to Harriet, "Miss Campbell, someone is looking for you."

"Looking for me?" Harriet was surprised. Since she lived with Greta, no one had asked for her.

"Yes, he said he knew you and wanted to explain to you about some misunderstanding."

"Let him in." Harriet nodded.

Soon, a man, holding a large cluster of bright red roses, went in.

Maxwell was shocked. There were nine hundred and ninety-nine roses in that big bouquet, and he could barely see the man's face.

"Who are you?" Harriet looked puzzled.

"Harriet, it's me." After the roses had been laid down, a disconcerted man appeared.

"Wisely?" Harriet looked at Wisely for a moment and then said coldly, "What are you here for?"