Young Lord of The Dragon Sect novel Chapter 118

Hearing Iris’ words, his first reaction was that he was so clever that he had changed into the new suit Jonathan prepared him.

If he was wearing the same suit, it would be difficult for him to explain to her.

Maximilian turned around and saw Iris in complete anger, who rushed towards him with her friends.

“Why are you here?”

Iris was very angry now, and wanted to vent her anger to someone!

“Why cannot I be here? People cannot stand near the road?” Maximilian said frankly.

“Near the road? This is at the door of the Joyclub. Is it a place a jerk like you can come? You do not deserve showing up here! Do you know what kind of people normally come here?”

Iris was filled with anger. When she saw Maximilian, she took him as a punching bag to vent her anger.

“I am standing on the road! Why should care about who I am? This is the first time I hear something like this. I am not going to the Joyclub, do I have to care so much about it?” Maximilian asked rhetorically, as he narrowed his eyebrows and became cold-faced."

Iris’ girlfriends also had anger in their hearts. They were a small group, which meant they had the same stance. Iris lost her face today, and it was also humiliating for them, so they all took Maximilian as a punching bag.

“You are such a sharp guy that you dare to refute Iris. Is it because you have found a rich woman as your companion? Are you waiting for your companion to come out?”

A girl beside them crossed her hands in front of her chest, her face full of ridicule.

“Look what the jerk dressed. It seems like a limited edition of Givenchy, which costs several hundred thousand dollars. Iris, it seems the jerk in your family indeed have had an affair. He has definitely found a rich woman.”

Another girl in exaggerating clothes said.

“As far as I can see, this Givenchy is not right. It seems like a fake one. You jerk, just tell us, where did you get your clothes? If you cannot make it clear, we will tell others that you have found a rich woman.”

Maximilian rolled his eyelids, and turned around to show his back to Iris. He thought they were all crazy, because they could have thought that he had found a rich woman as his companion from a suit. He did not know what was in their heads.

Looking at Maximilian’s back, Iris threw her purse to him. But she failed to hit his head, as it flew away from over his shoulders.

“You are going too far. I am not going to care about your dirty words, but you shouldn't have thrown your purse to me. What do you take me for?”

Maximilian turned back and said in grievance, his face icy cold.

“I take you as some rubbish. Go pick up my purse quickly. Otherwise, I will make you feel embarrassed!”

Iris put her hands at the side of her waist, pretending to be a fierce woman and said.

Maximilian looked at Iris silently, but Iris was also glaring at Maximilian.

“Maximilian, you are nothing. Do you want to fight against me? Do you still want to stay at the Griffiths? If you do not want to starve to death, go and pick up my purse right now!”

Iris said angrily, like a master. She regained the feeling of superiority she had before.

Maximilian became angry, and he even wanted to laugh. When he thought about the relieving feelings when he spilled the wine to her, he walked towards the purse lying on the ground.

It did not bother him.

After all, he was still living in the Griffiths, and had to bear something.

He would have many chances to revenge in the future.

Picking up the purse, Maximilian walked to Iris slowly and gave it to her.