Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Chapter 80 Take the Cigarette from a Beauty

One hundred billion!

The directors were all stunned! They thought they had misheard it and couldn't believe it!

Greta looked at the manager of the financial department blankly. She was so stunned that she

breathed heavily, and she could not calm down for a long time.

"Is... Is that true?" Derrick suddenly stood up and glared at the manager of the financial department.

Derrick, who had always been calm, couldn't help but get excited... Had the Sandoval Group met its

good days?

The Sandoval Group could survive!

"It's true. I've checked it several times, and someone sent more than a hundred billion to us. And it's

from an overseas account," quavered the finance manager.

'From an overseas account?' Greta frowned. "The Sandoval Group hasn't developed its market Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

overseas. How can we have the money from overseas?"

"Did you find out who the account holder is?" Derrick asked.

"Yes, the bank said it was a company, Gath-Dragon Capital. We sent people to check who ran the

Gath-Dragon Capital... but it turned out to be a shell company," said the manager.

"It's strange. So, we took the 100 billion for no reason and didn't even know who gave it to us," said

one of the directors, looking puzzled.

"Did your friends help you, Greta?" Derrick looked at Greta.

Greta shook her head. Since she returned after studying abroad, her relationship with many Western

friends had faded. This time Greta had contacted many domestic connections.

"A hundred billion is an astronomical number for us. Who on earth would help us without wanting to be

expose?" Derrick murmured, lost in thought.

"Maybe this You-Know-Who doesn't want to be known," one of the directors said. Suddenly, Greta's

expression changed, as if she had thought of something.

"You-Know-Who..." Greta murmured, and she was a bit shocked!

"What's wrong, Greta?" asked Derrick.

"I... I'm fine." Greta shook her head, but her heart fluttered. Doubt came to her mind. Would that be the

mystery man again?

Who the hell was that You-Know-Who? Why did he help her again and again? And this time he gave

them 100 billion!

Greta had many conjectures in her mind. The 100 billion came out of nowhere. In the end, she could

only give the credit to the mysterious man.

"Chairman, take things as they come. Since someone gives us the 100 billion, let's keep the Sandoval

Group first," Greta said.

Derrick nodded and ordered, "Strike back at once! We have to teach HT Group a lesson. The Sandoval

Group has been repressed for too long, and now it's time to fight back!"

Greta breathed a sigh of relief, but she dared not take it lightly. No one knew how powerful HT Group

was. She could only hope that HT Group could give up when they knew the Sandoval Group had the

capital.

After the meeting, Greta walked her long legs away. As she returned to the CEO's office, a figure

flashed in from the outside.

"You're still there?" Greta said, frowning.

"I've been waiting for Ms. Greta to finish the meeting," Maxwell smiled ingratiatingly.

"What's up?" Greta grunted, not giving Maxwell a good look.

"The Sandoval Group... How things are doing now?" Maxwell asked with concern.

Greta breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't know yet. It's still unknown."

"I wish it can be fine." Maxwell smiled faintly, and mixed feelings passed his eyes.

When Maxwell walked out of the CEO's office, he walked to an empty stairwell. At this time, his cell

phone rang and he picked up the phone. The young man on the other end of the line wondered, "Boss,

oh. The one hundred billion is gone. Do you know how much our customers paid for the Nano deal?

We can have earned fifty billion in net profit..."

"When money is gone, you can earn it again," Maxwell said lightly.

The young man was anxious, and snapped, "Brother, how could you say so? Now you are not in

charge, and I have to be responsible for everything. I have to take care of the interests of the members

in the base. Everything needs money..."

Maxwell could not stand the young man's nagging. "Well, well, this was an accident. I asked you not to

reveal your identity. How's the thing going?"

"Don't worry boss, even if Ms. Greta is as smart as a talent, she can't check out who did that. I did it in

the name of a shell company. She won't have a clue," The young man said proudly.

Maxwell nodded, feeling satisfied with the young man's performance. "Go and find out if HT Group has

anything to do with the first assassination... I am increasingly suspicious that HT Group was behind the

first assassination."

"Yes." Hanging up the phone, a sweet voice sounded from behind Maxwell's back. "What are you doing

here?"

Maxwell looked over his shoulder and saw Harriet standing behind him, watching him with interest and

a bag in her hand.

Maxwell was taken aback and chuckled, "Why did you come to here?"

"I'm worried about the Sandoval Group, so I come and see what's going on."

"It should be fine now," said Maxwell.

"I just... heard that are you talking to about assassination?" Harriet tentatively raised the subject,

making Maxwell's heart beat fast.

"Nothing... One of my buddies and I suspect HT Group was behind the last assassination," said

Maxwell, unruffled.

When Maxwell and Harriet opened the door and walked into the president's office, they saw Greta was

busy working. Harriet did not want to disturb her, so she went to the sofa and sat down quietly.

It took a long time before Greta finished her work. She lifted up her beautiful eyes and saw Harriet and

Maxwell.

"When did you come?" Greta was surprised slightly.

"I arrived earlier. You were busy just now and I didn't want to disturb you," Harriet said with a shallow

smile. "It's time to get off work. Let's go to dinner."

"Great." Greta glanced at her watch and agreed.

The two women got up and went to the door when Maxwell followed them. "Ms. Greta," he said

shamelessly, "How about taking me together?"

"No, go home and eat by yourself," Greta responded coldly and didn't want to talk to Maxwell at all.

"We're out of food, Ms. Greta. Just let me go with you." Maxwell followed them, looking ingratiating.

***

Greta and Harriet sat together in a quaint restaurant, as close as sisters.

Maxwell, on the other hand, was huddled in a corner bitterly.

The dishes in the restaurant contained a strange tea fragrance. It was said that the food was added

with brilliant tea leaves... Many dishes tasted light, containing a strong tea fragrance.

The light flavor dishes naturally were favored by beauties like Greta and Harriet as they had low

calories and were helpful for losing weight.

But Maxwell didn't like the food. After taking a few mouthfuls, he smiled to Greta and said, "Greta, can I

have some meat?"

Greta glanced coldly at Maxwell and threw the menu at him. "Go ahead."

Maxwell was delighted that, for the first time, Greta was so thoughtful.

But when Maxwell opened the menu, his face froze.

Harriet chuckled, "The restaurant only has vegetarian dishes. They don't have any meat."

Frustrated, Maxwell stepped out of his private box and made his way to the bathroom.

As he entered the bathroom, Maxwell stopped and raised his eyes. He saw a sexy, slim figure leaning

against the wall, smoking a cigarette.

Maxwell squinted at the misty smoke that rose from the sexy red lips.

In front of him was a very sexy woman, dressed in black lace. Her every move was charming and

alluring.

Maxwell's eyes ran all the way down the white neck, and the corners of his mouth lifted.

Wonderful! This was a wonderful woman! Maxwell was thrilled to see the long-haired beauty, with a

lady cigarette between her fingers.

That pair of long legs in black suit was absolutely a killer!

Maxwell walked up to her and said, "Girl, have you got a cigarette? Give me one."

The long-haired beauty turned her head and gave Maxwell a subtle glance, and ignored him.

"I've run out of cigarettes," said the beauty coldly.

All of a sudden, Maxwell grabbed the woman's cigarette and held it in his mouth.

Long-haired beauty was stunned. She did not expect the man would act so shamelessly!