chapter 19 Road Killer II

Not in good health? Maxwell was stunned. "Then don't let the water be too cold when you take a shower." Emma and Emily's faces turned redder. "Mr. Clarkson, my father said that we must obey your orders absolutely." "Let us stay with you." "Well... I see, what's wrong?" Maxwell was still confused. Emma gritted her teeth and said, "If you want to sleep with me, you can do it at any time. Don't worry, just do it today." "Yes, Mr. Clarkson..." Emily looked aggrieved, "It's really not convenient today." "Uh?" Maxwell trembled. Slept together? Ridiculous! What did you think of me? King or Prime Minister? He knocked them on their head. "What are you thinking? I mean, you go and choose a room, and you will live here and look after my house from now on! I am going to take a shower now, and it has nothing to do with you!" "Oh…" "Alright…" The sisters all breathed a sigh of relief, their expressions were exactly the same, and Maxwell couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. What did Xavier do? To actually send twin daughters to his doorstep was simply a feudal sin! Maxwell shook his head and went to wash up. Emma and Emily clapped their chests together. "He seems to be different from those young masters." "Yeah...he doesn't peek at us much." "When he looks at us, he doesn't have that annoying look." "Actually, he is so strong that if he forces us, we can't resist." "Yes... Could it be that he is not interested in us?" "Could it be that...he has a problem in that area?" "Probably not. What he practices is not the kind of feminine martial arts." "I'm talking about thoughts! Are his thoughts crooked?" … The topics the sisters talked about became more and more outrageous. … After taking a shower, Maxwell ignored the Larson family sisters and went to sleep directly on the big bed. The bed here was much more comfortable than the floor in Abigail's bedroom. Early the next morning, Maxwell got up refreshed. After washing up, he found that hot breakfast, Chinese steamed buns, fried dough sticks, Western-style bread, and caviar had been placed on a large table in the dining room. The Larson family sisters were dressed like butterflies, arranging their dishes and chopsticks. The skirts of their silk skirts were fluttering, and their four long white legs were dangling. Maxwell said in surprise, "You did this? When did you get up?" Emma quickly explained, "This is from the property management company. Just call and it will be delivered to you." "Oh..." Maxwell understood, sat down at the dining table, and waved to the two of them, "Let's eat together, I don't have so many rules." "Thank you, Mr. Clarkson. We have already eaten." "Yeah! We'll just wait here. Whatever you want to eat, we'll get it for you." "It's not like I don't have hands. You can go do whatever you want after eating! Don't hang around here, you'll get dizzy." Maxwell rolled his eyes. He could not eat when he saw their long white legs dangling in front of his eyes. "Oh..." The two sisters looked at each other and muttered before going to the living room. "Let me just say, he is crooked." "Yes, he doesn't even look at us when we wear such short skirts." "And they drove us away." "He's really not interested in us." "Not straight. Confirmed!" … Maxwell's ears twitched, and his face looked strange. What was wrong with that? How could they say that? Were these two girls stupid? After eating, Maxwell went to the garage for a walk. There were three luxury cars parked inside, a Porsche, a Ferrari, and a Maybach. They were all good cars! Maxwell secretly regretted that if it was his senior sister's car, it would be at least ten years old now. He didn't know if these cars could still be driven. He touched the Ferrari's smooth paint and asked, "How long have these cars been sitting around?" Emma thought for a while. "Not long ago, they were all new cars." "New car? Didn't you say it's Nora's car?" "My dad said that those cars were all scrapped, and the new ones they replaced not long ago should be for Mr. Clarkson." Maxwell suddenly realized that Xavier was really thoughtful in his work! He rubbed his hands and sighed again. "It's a pity that I don't have a driver's license. Otherwise, I really want to drive one away." Emma rolled her eyes. "It's easy to get a driver's license. I remember that Uncle Cartwright had a way. Our driver's license was issued in three days." Maxwell was stunned. "You didn't go to a driving school?" "Why go to a driving school? Driving is so easy, you can learn it twice!" "That's right! Going to driving school is a waste of time!" "Okay..." Maxwell was a little scared. They had driving licenses without attending driving school. Road killer? Damn it, it was Emma who drove last night! "Mr. Clarkson, then I will contact Uncle Cartwright today and ask him to apply for a driver's license for you!" Emily said with a smile, "The two of us will teach you how to drive later." Maxwell couldn't help but grin. What could these two self-taught people teach? The second generation of road killers? So, he shook his head and said, "Let Colin teach me. I remember that he drove for Nora, and he is an experienced driver." The Larson Family sisters didn't think much and nodded at the same time. "Yes, Uncle Cartwright's driving skills are so good! It would be more appropriate for him to teach you." Seeing that it was getting late, Maxwell left the Larson family sisters to look after the house in the villa and returned to the Jerome Family alone. When he entered the house, she saw Abigail leaning on the sofa sluggishly. It seemed that the drunkenness from last night had not completely passed. Sophia and Peter sat next to Abigail. And sitting opposite them was Jaxon. He was saying with a smile on his face, "Uncle and aunt, what I should have done last night is what I should have done! I can't tolerate someone bullying Abigail, please stop being so polite, I'm embarrassed." Sophia looked at Jaxon with a smile. "It was all thanks to you last night. Doesn't it matter the injury on your face? Don't leave any scars on such a handsome face." "It's okay, it's okay..." Jaxon turned to Abigail and said, "Abigail, I have to apologize to you. I was late yesterday, otherwise I wouldn't have let you drink so much." Hearing this, Maxwell couldn't help but frown slightly. At this time, Sophia saw Maxwell entering the room, and immediately stood up, pointed at his nose, and cursed, "Maxwell! Where did you go yesterday? Do you know that Abigail is in danger? What else can you do? At this time, you are acting like a coward!" Maxwell ignored Sophia and looked at Jaxon. "Jaxon, why are you here?" "You still have the nerve to ask?" Peter also stared at Maxwell angrily. "Yesterday Abigail attended a dinner party about the company's loan and was forced into unconsciousness by Justin!" "If it hadn't been for Jaxon's help, something might have happened to Abigail..." "Since you and Abigail received the certificate, you have the responsibility to protect Abigail! But what about you? Where were you when Abigail was in danger?" Jaxon quickly smiled and said, "Uncle, don't blame Maxwell too much. After all, he came from the village. It is normal for people in small places to be timid and fearful. Besides, even if he knows where Abigail is, he probably doesn't even know the address. can not say it clearly." "Jaxon is still reasonable!" Sophia looked at Maxwell with contempt again. "You are a country bumpkin, how can you be worthy of my Abigail! You are useless except for freeloading! Why don't you thank Jaxon?"