Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Chapter 95 He Became Famous

"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?"

"Harriet, I come here to apologize to you," Wisely said apologetically. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"What are you apologizing for?" Harriet folded her legs and sneered.

"Harriet, I've thought it seriously. What I said yesterday was hurtful and I hope you won't take it to

heart." After knowing that you have a husband, I was angry and said something I shouldn't have said.

Please don't take it to heart..."

Wisely said carefully, and completely lost his arrogance.

"What's the matter with you?" Harriet frowned. With her knowledge of Wisely, she knew that something

was wrong with him.

"We're being targeted," signed Wisely. "Last night, just after the party, I received the news that many

clients who have cooperated with us suddenly stopped the cooperation, saying that there is no need to

cooperate with a company that is going bankrupt... all the projects are gone, and the money we

invested in has lost."

"We are being targeted by our enemies. It must be our enemies who did it." Wisely his teeth. "He'd

better not give the game away. If I know who it is, I will not let him go!"

"So what exactly are you doing here?" Harriet raised her eyebrows and said faintly.

"Harriet, I want you to help me. I hear that your company is looking for a partner. I want to work with

you..." Wisely smiled humbly," Harriet, you are such a good person, and I am sure you will help me."

"You're mistaken. It's no use looking for me. Go away," Harriet coolly refused.

"Harriet, for the sake of us relationship, could you help me? If the company really goes bankrupt, my

wife will definitely kick me away!" Wisely was anxious.

"Oh, didn't you hook up with a rich beauty?" Harriet sneered. "Go ask for her help. What do you want

with me?! Go away."

"Harriet! All right!" Wisely looked ferocious, and he ruthlessly stared at Harriet, "I hope you will never

need help!"

Seeing that he could ask for nothing from Harriet, Wisely picked up the glass on the table and smashed

it to the ground severely, and then left.

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, a man stood in the doorway.

"Who the hell are you?" Wisely glanced at the man in a displeasing way, "Oh, it's you. Go away!"

"You broke the glass. You can't leave until you pay for it," Maxwell spoke lightly.

"It's just a broken glass. How much is it?" Wisely asked coolly.

"This set of cups is made in Austria. When one is broken, the whole set is ruined. It costs thirty

thousand," Maxwell said indifferently.

"Thirty thousand! You are robbing!" said Wisely angrily.

"Will a CEO like you, who earns tens of millions a year, care about thirty thousand?" Maxwell laughed,

which made Wisely feel ashamed.

10 million a year... That was his previous earnings! But now the company was on the verge of

bankruptcy, and he lived a luxurious life, so he didn't have much money left.

"You guys! Let's wait and see!" Maxwell kicked Wisely out of the room before he finished her words.

"What an annoyed man." Maxwell glanced at Wisely and asked someone to drive him away.

After Wisely was removed, Maxwell sat next to Harriet. Seeing that she was lost in thought, Maxwell

laughed, "What's on your mind?"

"When the party was over, his company was targeted. Don't you think it's weird?" Harriet mused.

Maxwell suddenly felt nervous, but he remained calm. "What's so werid?" Maxwell said, "For a man as

arrogant as he is, it's not strange that he has many enemies. It makes sense if someone wants to

knock him down."

"Yeah, that's right." Harriet nodded.

***

Meanwhile, Ocean City was overwhelmed by a tidbit.

It was just an obscure tidbit, but it was re-posted by many entertainment media outlets and now had

reached the top of the search list within a few hours.

At this moment, in the president's office of Urban Media, Dous, the boss, was talking merrily on the

phone. He laughed and said, "Mr. Andreas, we have followed your advice. Now those who surf the

Internet in Ocean City have basically known the news."

"Well done." Mr. Andreas's cool, deep voice sounded.

"Mr. Andreas, if you have such explosive news, please call me." After hanging up the phone, Dous put

his legs on the table and made a cup of tea for himself.

Andreas sent a set of photos to various newspapers and media companies and told them to post the

story the next day. Urban Media, the largest entertainment company in Ocean City, was the first to

report the news.

Without Urban Media, the other newspapers and media companies would not be able to stir this

entertainment news to the top of the search list.

Andreas, on the other hand, had promised Dous many benefits, so the latter was willing to do

everything for him.

But suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the president's office and Dous's secretary came in.

"Mr. Lloyd, someone asks for you, but he didn't make an appointment."

"Don't let him in if he didn't make an appointment. Drive him away." Dous waved impatiently.

"What if I have come in? How are you going to drive me away?" A cold voice sounded, and Dous

trembled all over!