Young Lord of The Dragon Sect novel Chapter 98

Travis was inside the room at this moment, holding the phone with a grim face as he said.

"Make sure nothing goes wrong, or you won't get a penny!”

For the plan today, Travis had been preparing for a long time.

He would not allow any failure.

He must get rid of Maximilian and win over Victoria today!

“Boss Travis, don't worry, I, Martin, will do my best to make sure you'll succeed. Just wait and enjoy your woman today.”

Martin's lecherous laughter came from the phone.

Travis frowned and said in a cold voice.

"Just do the job, and don't worry about the rest.”

He disliked Martin's tone.

This guy was notoriously horny, but Travis had to use him because he was good for the job.

At that exact moment, the door of the room was pushed open and both Maximilian and Victoria walked in.

Travis hung up the phone and got up to greet them with a smile, “Victoria, you're here.”

When he saw Maximilian, the smile on his face immediately froze and became icy cold as he said,

“Maximilian, feel free to have a seat. It's just the three of us today.”

As Maximilian and Victoria took their seats, the atmosphere in the room became a bit awkward.

Travis poured wine for both of them and said with a smile.

“It is the first time we've gotten together for dinner, I guess.”

Victoria said sensually, "Yeah, thanks for your hospitality.”

Maximilian felt indifferent and sat beside Victoria, holding his arms calmly as he watched Travis.

What Travis had in mind, Maximilian was not sure, but he understood that Travis was not someone who gave up easily.

"Victoria, Maximilian, come on, let me propose a toast.”

Travis raised his glass.

After seeing Maximilian's hesitation, Travis said with a foxy smile.

"Maximilian, are you still mad at me?"

Victoria glared at Maximilian and gave him a gentle kick under the table while scowling at him.

Maximilian raised his glass, and the three drained the cup with one gulp.

Between meals, the conversation was nothing more than trivial matters.

Halfway through the conversation, a waiter suddenly came in and said there was someone in the lobby looking for Victoria, and then she left with the waiter.

Travis followed out, saying that he was going out to see what was going on.

In the room, Maximilian was soon left alone.

Also at this time, a sexy woman in a long red U-neck dress walked in. She had big wavy hair, high heels, and an extremely hot body full of fragrance.

She looked like a nightclub veteran at first glance.

As soon as she entered, she simply closed the door, threw away the bag in her hand, and walked straight up to the dumbfounded Maximilian.

“Miss, you're in the wrong room, aren't you?"

Maximilian was still a bit confused.

However, the next scene gave him a premonition that it was a trap!

The woman sat directly on Maximilian’s lap, pounced on him “ferociously”!

Maximilian was confused. What the fuck was going on here?

He violently pushed the woman away from him, but she got up and sat on the sofa, smoking a lady's cigarette calmly.

Before Maximilian could react, the door was kicked open!

Following closely behind, several tall, burly, and tattooed men rushed through the door, and once inside, they took over any place in the room to make sure no one could escape.

Maximilian's eyes narrowed and he immediately understood what was going on.

At this moment, the woman on the couch immediately rushed over him with disheveled, crying in tears like acting in a show, and accused.

"Brother Martin, you have to do something for me, just now...... just now I was almost rapped by him."

What a trick!

Maximilian instantly understood that it was clearly a trap against him!

He could think on his toes and knew who did it.

Travis was so fucking shameful!

The huge tattooed man leading the group, named Martin, kicked Maximilian directly and violently in the chest while cursing fiercely,

"Fuck you! How dare you play with my girlfriend? You are looking for death!"

Maximilian's gaze was cold, and he looked around. The door was blocked, the window was blocked by someone, and it was airtight and eating him up.

He spoke coldly.

"I didn't attack your girlfriend, she broke in on her own, and I didn't do anything.”

And outside the door, a number of people had gathered, with stretching heads.

Martin raised his voice and said, "Everyone, come to see, this asshole saw my girlfriend, and dragged her to his room to rape her. But he said he did not do anything! What about the lipstick marks on his mouth and face? Were they fucking kissed up voluntarily by my girlfriend?”

At once, the onlookers outside the door murmured.

“I didn't expect that there would be such a person in the Shangri-La Hotel, as this guy wears shabby clothes and has such a dirty mind!"

“Anyone like him should be arrested and chemically castrated!"

“That's fucking disgusting. Why don't you pull him out, strip him and throw him out into the street for a parade!"

For a moment, the crowd was outraged.

While listening to their insults, Maximilian's brow furrowed deeper and his face grew darker and darker.

Martin was very uncomfortable with the uninformed and innocent look on Maximilian's face, and came up and kicked him hard again while pointing at his nose.

"Brat, are you fucking so horny for a woman?

How dare you play with my woman? You are courting death!”

Maximilian's eyes were stern as he stared at the woman, who was still sobbing beside Martin and said in a cold voice.

“You tell them if you had broken into my room!"

The woman was crying miserably with tears, pointing at Maximilian and retorting,