My Little Devil's
Brother Artificial
The meeting with the board of directors that was waiting for Maxwell's arrival went smoothly. The recording of Mr. Marcello's statement in the cage set on the members makes them surprised even if Mr. Marcello can be as small as that.
Here also reveals the fact that Maxwell is not his biological child as well as full testimony of DNA evidence that has been done before.
"President! We are very happy if you take full responsibility for this matter!"
"yeah. This problem should be enough to make the stock go up and down but you can handle it quickly."
They said to Maxwell who just nodded. Not infrequently he answered some of the questions - not too long is important this meeting is quickly completed.
Mr. Demar and Alexs who had earlier discussed the matter caught Maxwell's anxiety. They seemed to know if this handsome and firm-faced man was in a hurry.
"President! Is there a problem?"
"Master must attend the press! If the meeting is over and there are no more questions from you then it must be ended immediately," replied Jirome took over.
Because here also there are women who seem to have admired Maxwell so much that finally stood the sign of the old name of the jackfruit.
"Sorry, President! But, lately we haven't seen Miss Violet's whereabouts. Where's she?" alexs asked the Italian man who looked quite curious.
"yeah. After your divorce rumors we rarely saw her. We thought.."
"This meeting is over!" sela Jirome for seeing the cold face of Maxwell who did not want to publish the truth. He was just sitting in his chair letting the council talk even though his feet were about to leave.
Of course, because the time is also too long, they finally end these pleasantries. One by one, Maxwell experienced as a form of profitable cooperation.
When it was her mistress' turn to look wild, Maxwell handed it over to Jirome.
"You take over!"
"understand. Master!" jirome replied letting Maxwell go to the glass wall area in the meeting room switch busy with his phone.
The women glanced at each other not daring to get close until they just said goodbye to Jirome who only spoke potluck.
"Master! You need to get to the 9th floor. They're waiting for you there!"
Jirome exclaimed but Maxwell was silent. His face looks more relaxed when he sees a photo of Evelyne and her petite pride is sound asleep in one bed that Madame Meeiner sent to him.
Jirome had guessed. Definitely the mood buster Maxwell only Evelyne and Baby Leen.
"Master! Finish your work quickly so you can get home early!"
"Hm."
Maxwell muttered, saving his phone back. He turned back toward the expensive half-round table and grabbed a cup of coffee he had not yet drunk.
"Master! What do you want to decorate your room like? Hunter asked that yesterday," asked Jirome excitedly.
Maxwell had already built a special residence for them and planned to move after Evelyne was completely healthy.
"Is everything ready?" maxwell asked as he gulped the coffee in his glass.
"Just decorate the rooms of the master and little lady! Everything you wanted was done there and I'm sure Evelyne would be happy."
"No way," murmured Maxwell put the glass back with an optimistic view.
"Very!" I can't wait to bring my little family there. Jirome feels that way. His heart was relieved because everything was going well even though there were some small problems that did not hinder anything.
"Give me all the pictures. In two days I'll see it!"
"good. Master!" jirome replied following Maxwell's firm foot step out of the meeting room. Near the elevator there was already a secretary Ireein who looked down to greet him.
"President!"
"Hm."
"We have a guest" Ireein replied following Maxwell into the elevator with Jirome, who only listened as the beautiful woman dressed formally carried the half-apple Ipad.
Maxwell's response was not so curious because he thought of something else. But, when the secretary Ireein mentioned someone's name he immediately came to his senses.
"Mr Leonard of BeI An Corporation. President!"
"Why did he come here?" muttered Jirome seemed to dislike especially Maxwell who had not been able to make peace with the men close to his wife.
"Let him wait" asserted Maxwell who knew for sure the purpose of Leonard's arrival. Her proud daughter had just been born and she already wanted to find a companion. Cih, totally unhelpful.
Shortly after the elevator opened. Maxwell went straight to the press room while secretary Ireein had to deal with Leonard who was told to wait.
"Master! Do I need to take care of it?" jirome asked in between their steps.
"Leave it."
"He's gonna bother Evelyne again. How's it?" ask Jirome. Maxwell glanced at him sharply and suddenly Jirome locked her mouth tightly into the press room.
The atmosphere of this spacious and elegant place is so crowded that the media have sat in their respective seats. When Maxwell rode the pulpit specifically for him then that's where the camera came to highlight.
"Please President!" exclaim Monic special staff who handle this. Maxwell sat down and then the atmosphere became quiet.
All media are still focused on taking pictures because the rules have been set if there are several sessions according to press procedures.
"Everybody can sit back and start asking questions!" monic's direction because Maxwell only gave 10 minutes was still not enough for them.
Because in the hunt by time one by one the questions began to appear. Everyone is excited but also careful because they know the president of MCC does not like to discuss about household matters.
"President! Is it true that the footage is an original statement from Mr. Marcello?"
Maxwell was silent for a moment. His gaze was so calm and cold as a sea of ice that was frozen waiting for the warmers in the hospital there.
"If it's true. What are you gonna do?"
"Is the MCC really yours?"
"Does the board of directors approve of it?"
Looking at the media that began to lose the rules Monic wanted to buffer but Maxwell had already raised one hand firmly. Monic nodded, letting everything go.
"Related vidio recordings that circulated it is a truth!" maxwell without hesitation. They look at each other but record all of it to make the news boom.
"Marcello doesn't have any shares in the company. The company has been bankrupt for a long time but I bought it very expensively. Correct your questions!" maxwell firmly and got the nod from the media.
"Then, what's the chronology, sir? Is it possible if you were exchanged or something?"
"As per the one in the vidio. I'm just saying that MCC has absolutely nothing to do with Marcello. The company is purely the result of the achievement of each division and leadership. The board of directors has also approved it!" maxwell and Jirome answered the screen behind Maxwell, where he explained how he had made the decision.
As for Maxwell, he glanced at the presence of someone near the door of the room who seemed to see the press this time.
"You take over!" maxwell's word to the nodding Jirome explained everything. He uncovers evidence of Maxwell and Violet's DNA tests as well as that of Mr. Marcello.
At first they were shocked because the evidence of the old man's affair was also not Maxwell secret at all.
"You are so cruel" cried Leonard staring at Maxwell who had walked out of the room.
Handsome face flat as usual with domineering body air. He had forgotten that they had fought and lost a shameful thing.
"I don't take guests."
"I'm not your guest. I just wanted to see my sister and it turned out that the man she exalted was dismantling someone's disgrace with a heartless," led Leonard but Maxwell as usual was not provoked.
"He's on a break! There's no time to see you."
"You forgot? I'm Evelyne's sister!" press Leonard. Maxwell looked at him like a stranger and indifferent.
"She has no one but her husband."
Maxwell's words almost made Leonard's crisp laugh gush. How long will this man's imagination stop?!
"Sad. Your delusion is dangerous!"
"That's more real than an artificial brother," Maxwell's sarcasm is subtle but engulfing in Leonard's heart that must swallow defeat.
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