Young Lord of The Dragon Sect

Chapter 248 Conspiracy

Marcus picked up a newspaper, pretending to read it as usual. But he heard carefully, waiting for

Maximilian's answer.

Victoria also sat on the sofa, staring at Maximilian with her beautiful eyes.

Maximilian served them water and said, "I just helped him in the hospital before. I don't think it's a big

deal. But Wilfred was very grateful and always said he wanted to repay me."

Laura had been observing his expression. Seeing his natural expression, Laura continued to ask, NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

"What did you do for him? He is the richest man. What can you do for him?"

"After giving him directions last time, I found that Wilfred's little grandson loved crying in the hospital.

However, it seems that I have the talent to make him happy. You know, the old can't bear his grandson

crying, so that day Wilfred asked me to accompany his little grandson in the hospital for a day until he

finished all kinds of examinations and treatments." Maximilian explained casually.

Laura remained silence for a long time, thinking that Maximilian was really beloved by the kids. It's

natural for Wilfred to love his little grandson, everything seemed reasonable.

Marcus shook the newspaper in his head, closed it up and put it down, "Maximilian, since you have this

opportunity, you should seize it and build a good relationship with Wilfred. He is the richest man in the

area."

When talking about the richest man, Marcus was stressed and looked directly at Maximilian with a

serious expression.

Laura then said, "That's right. Since Wilfred is grateful to you, you should get along well with him. If you

have nothing to do, just visit his little grandson and talk with Wilfred."

"Yes, I understand." Maximilian nodded and agreed.

Victoria pulled Maximilian away, and then turned to the bedroom. Maximilian went back with her.

Maximilian closed the door and asked with a smile, "Victoria, what’s the matter?"

"Tell me frankly, what's the matter with you and Wilfred? Don't try to fool me." Victoria said with a

serious face.

"That's what I said. You didn't hear it?"

"What did Wilfred want from you? You two have been muttering for so long. Don't tell me that he is

thanking you." Victoria stared at Maximilian with a look that she had seen through him.

Maximilian said with smile, "I didn't prepare the birthday gift, so I sent a text message to Wilfred and

asked him to arrange the birthday gift. You’ve seen all these."

"Then he helped me, and asked for return. After all, he put in so much money and used so many social

connections. In exchange I will play with his little grandson. His little grandson is unhappy these days.

Wilfred is afraid that he will be depressed." Maximilian made up the whole story.

Although Victoria still had a little doubt, pondering the words, she thought it was okay.

Money was just a number for Wilfred. Millions or hundreds of dollars were not very different for him. In

order to make Maximilian try his best to accompany his little grandson, it was nothing for him to pay

millions.

As for the three of them, for Wilfred, they were like dogs, so they could be utilized easily.

Thinking of it, Victoria sighed quietly, "Stupid is as stupid does. Since you have met with Wilfred, you

must cherish it."

"Mm-hmm, you should be relieved. I will build a good relationship with him." Maximilian just nodded.

Victoria held back her doubt in the heart, and asked no more questions.

In the living room, Laura hesitated for a long time with her mobile phone. Finally, she dialed Hugo and

told him what she heard just now.

Hugo sighed for a long time for the great opportunity that he just wasted. Then he told Laura to

supervise Maximilian and ensure he get along well with Wilfred.

Provincial capital, Royal Court Club.

In the most luxurious chamber, Nathaniel cocked his legs and lit his cigar.

"Try the latest Havana top cigar, Scott."

Sitting opposite Nathaniel, Scott was fat, a scar on his face like a ferocious centipede. There were six

round fragrant scars on his bald head.

Scott was a bandit who wandered all over the country to commit crimes. He claimed that he used to be

a martial monk of Shaolin Temple. Later, he could not bear the hardship, strict rules and regulations, so

he took several martial monks with him and left the mountain, and drifted as bandits from then on.

As for his identity, no one knew. But Nathaniel knew that his Kung Fu was among the best.

"Cigars are things you rich guys smoke, and I am a poor man who still likes Marlboro."

Scott took out one Marlboro cigarette and said, "You should just be frank. We are not dealing with each

other for the first time. We know each other well."

Nathaniel smiled and threw out a document to Scott.

Scott took the document and looked at it. It was all about Maximilian, with a brief introduction of the

Griffith family attached.

"This man hurt my nephew. I need your help. His wife is his weakness. I don't ask for much. Catch

Victoria, beat Maximilian, and then bring them to me." Nathaniel's eyes sparkled with hatred.

Scott looked at Nathaniel in surprise and asked suspiciously, "You are a famous figure. There are so

many people following you. Why do you ask me to do such a simple thing?"

"No, it’s not simple this time. If I can deal with him, why should I turn to you?"

Nathaniel was bitter in his heart. He couldn’t talk about the setbacks he suffered. Talking about that

would damage his dignity.

Scott nodded slightly. He already had known something in his heart. He estimated that Nathaniel

should have suffered a defeat before.

However, Scott was confident about his skills and despised Nathaniel's followers. He thought that to

deal with Maximilian, he may need ten or twenty followers.

"Well, what about the price?" Scott asked with a smile.

"Five million dollars. If you can get extra money from Griffith family, it's all yours." Nathaniel stretched

out five fingers.

Just kidnap two people, he would get five million dollars. It was not a low price.

"Not enough." Scott laughed and spitted out a cigarette ring.

"Say it." Nathaniel frowned slightly and said.

"Ten million dollars. I can’t accept a cent less." Scott said.

Nathaniel did not hesitate, and said decisively, "Deal, but you have to take action as soon as possible."

"Don't worry. Before the sun sets tomorrow, I will definitely bring them to you. It’s not difficult. You

should know our capability."

Nathaniel nodded, thinking about the serial robberies Scott had committed, and his face gradually

showed a bright smile.

"I'll wait for your good news. Ten million dollars will be transferred to your account

immediately."