Young Lord of The Dragon Sect

Chapter 191 Our Boss

Walter was lying in a hospital bed like a dead dog. Although there was no serious injury on his body, his

mind and spirit collapsed.

Walter, who used to be a tyrant in the provincial capital, was beaten by Maximilian again and again in H

City. Walter could not stand it anymore.

"Uncle, I want to ask them to beat Maximilian. Even if he is powerful, more hands provide greater

strength. We’ll overwhelm him with numerical strength. We can beat him with around one hundred

guys. If one hundred is not enough, just call five hundred or even a thousand guys together!"

Walter would never give the matter further thought.

He would never avenge in the next day. Rather, it must be done today, especially avenging for the

slaps.

Nathaniel was smoking, his eyes twitching slightly. He was thinking about the scene when Maximilian

accepted the challenge.

Connor even had such a master subordinate as Maximilian, which scared Nathaniel a lot.

Interference was a taboo in the underworld. This time Nathaniel had already intervened, which showed

his ambition towards the power in H city. Maybe when Connor made up his mind, he would send

Maximilian who was so vicious to assassinate Nathaniel.

"You are right, but I can't explain it to my family if I mobilize so many people, so maybe you can call

them together. I will secretly arrange it and sent the most powerful people to you."

Mobilize hundreds of people from the provincial capital to H City. It would not be easy. Even if Nathaniel

wanted to organize it, he should report to the seniors in his family. However, Walter was suitable for

doing such a thing.

After all, Walter was the heir of the Stone family, and the seniors in charge were very fond of Walter. As

long as Walter complained twice, it would be done ASAP.

Walter nodded, bore the pain, and took out his smartphone to dial a number.

After saying a few words, Walter hung up. When he was about to smile, he gasped because of the soft

tissue contusion on his face.

"Ouch! It really hurts. The Son of bitch, Maximilian will be ruined soon. When he is besieged by us, I’ll

tell him loudly that I will take care of his wife and daughter! "

Oliver froze and then gathered himself quickly to adulate Walter.

"Walter, what you are going to do is absolutely domineering. You should not only take care of them but

also fuck them. When his daughter grows up, make her your mistress."

"Exactly. That’s my plan. I think so. It is exciting to think about it."

There was an increasing lascivious expression on Walter's face because he had imagined something

lubricious.

Nathaniel smiled and sent a message out with his mobile phone.

"All right. I've sent a message to Joshua and asked him to come with his guys who are good at fighting.

They are all at your disposal."

"Thank you, Uncle. Don't worry. After I fix Maximilian, I will help you to deal with Connor. Then H City

will belong to our Stone family."

Walter has planned everything. He not only planned to ruin Maximilian, but also would seize the

opportunity to gain power in H City. He thought it was time to show his strength.

Nathaniel understood Walter's thoughts. He smiled and said, "When you succeed, I will definitely speak

for you at the senior meeting. Have a good rest first. Oliver, take good care of Mr. Stone."

"Uncle, trust me. I will definitely take good care of Walter."

Oliver stood up, sent Nathaniel out of the ward and watched Nathaniel leaving. Then he returned to the

ward to chat with Walter.

It was getting dark. Walter felt exhausted, and then he cocked his head, falling asleep. Oliver curled up

on the sofa and fell asleep.

Early in the morning, Maximilian got up and was busy making breakfast for Victoria and her parents.

Looking at the breakfast on the table served by Maximilian, Laura said angrily, "You just give me some

bread slices. There are only vegetables and salad sauce. Are you cooking breakfast for the family or

feeding pigs?"

"Mom, they are sandwiches, and I also added chicken breast." Maximilian explained helplessly.

"Hum. I can't get used to this food even with chicken breast. Can you cook something delicious and

nutritious? Do you know how to cook soybean milk, fried dough sticks, or bean curd jelly? You are such

a useless gigolo. You spend a lot of time at home all day, but don't know how to cook delicious meals."

Marcus frowned and said with some dissatisfaction, "I’m not demanding. If you like these foreign

things, you can make them for yourself. We love traditional breakfast and make it for me again."

"No, it’s fucking too late. We’ll wait until lunch when he finishes. Let's go out to eat. I'll lose my appetite

when I see this loser."

Laura stood up and left angrily. Marcus stared at Maximilian and followed his wife.

Victoria opened the door and saw that her parents had left. She went into the dining room and sat

down quietly.

"Wow, sandwich. Good job, darling." Victoria said affectedly.

"Hurry up. You’ll go to the company today, right?" Maximilian said casually.

"Well, I still have to go to the company to oversee them; otherwise, they will make trouble again. If I find

the problem, I can solve it in time. When I finish in a few days, I will do a SPA and facial."

Women cared about their appearance, so SPA Saloons and cosmetic medicine institutions had

mushroomed in recent years. Everyone knew it was easy to earn women’s money, especially those

who caring much about their appearance. The injection of hyaluronic acid could bring a profit of

thousands of dollars.

Maximilian was distracted and suddenly realized that he owned a SPA saloon and had not been there

for a while. It was time to go and see the situation.

Victoria saw Maximilian stunned and touched Maximilian's leg with her toes. "What are you thinking

about? You are so focused."

"I think you are so gorgeous, and you still go to do facial. You will hound the other women in the world

to death." Maximilian said jokingly.

"Damn you. Why do you say that I hound them to death? You feel better if I become ugly, don’t you?"

"Of course not. The more beautiful you are, the happier I am."

Victoria glanced at Maximilian, and then happily ate sandwiches and chatted with Maximilian about

cosmetology.

"Now, many people are doing plastic surgery. I don't know their thoughts. They will end with zombie This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

faces. It’s scary. Never mind. You don't understand. I will go to work first."

Victoria went out to work after breakfast.

Maximilian cleaned up the dining table and took a taxi to the SPA Saloon. As the boss, he began his

tour of inspection.

Two hostesses at the door of the SPA Saloon became nervous when they saw Maximilian from a

distance.

"Our boss is coming."