My Little Devil's

Trailed

Didn't expect the new incident a few hours ago he did have a big impact on both. The awkwardness began to be felt and this really became a very disturbing thing for Maxwell who was waiting in his car.

He sat in the car with one hand holding his heart that felt like running in there. Cold sweat was also out in between the pores of his skin when the event was still ringing in his mind.

What the hell am I doing? Why is it such a release?

Maxwell closed his eyes. It felt very reticent to meet Evelyne who had also hurriedly left with the Elves that Jirome had brought.

He fled to the car so that the turbulent feelings in there immediately disappeared from his mind.

While Jirome who was standing outside the Car there was glancing towards the glass of Spion noticed the spirit of his Master.

Sometimes Maxwell looks frustrated but after that he several times touched his own lips and mengulum smile that never in his lifetime Jirome see. It's a casual smile and like she likes it too.

Are you starting to like Evelyne? Women are so venomous that they carry the virus this fast.

Jirome thought like that but there was a warm breeze running through her chest when she saw that her Master's face was more alive since the arrival of the two different characters.

As Jirome watched him, Maxwell's expression instantly turned flat back to sitting quietly leaning back into the Car Seat.

"Why is he so long? I could be late," Maxwell protested but Jirome immediately nodded.

"I'll check it out. Master!"

"Hm" muttered Maxwell shut his eyes to just rearrange his senses. He enjoyed this silence because the Company situation was quite quiet.

The many employees were indeed wandering but they were no wonder anymore with Evelyne and like they were used to it and did not question anything anymore.

Although Scandal Maxwell news is still booming but Company Employees do not dare to record or bring up the matter because it will be heavily sanctioned even in the Black List of the Company. Loss huh?

"I'm crazy!" swear Maxwell because his head was unceasingly turning the memory just now.

Evelyne's weak and resigned expression with my eyes and seductive gentle whimper was able to brim the bristles of Maxwell's neck which fortunately was conscious when he saw Jirome's back.

Shortly after, Maxwell's phone rang. Jack's name was there until Maxwell had to pick him up.

"Hm."

"Master! You must not pass through the main city!"

Hearing that Maxwell's forehead frowned. Is there any more trouble?!

"Why?"

"Mister Scandal has been very hot especially Mr. Fernandez claims if Mr. rumors are true and Mr. will be hunted by the Media for the future."

Jack's audible explanation was looking at the situation out there. This rumor really hindered his movement.

"Not only that. Dawson's Stars Otomof Company has established a partnership with Mr Fernandez's company. I'm sure if the two have any hidden intentions, sir!"

Maxwell was silent. Dawson did make good use of the situation. He waited for the right reproach until he could ally himself with Mr Fernandez who would not have played with his words that day.

"If the Company's internal problems get leaked. Most likely the image of Blackbird Products will degenerate and their Company will take over your position. Master!"

"I see," muttered Maxwell and turned off the connection. He sighed in calm thinking trying not to be provoked by the problems that always bertubi facing him.

"I have to quickly solve the problem of this car or he will have many opportunities" said Maxwell will not let go of the Market he still sits in now.

But we don't know until when the Company will be at the top of the list while it has a lot of enemies in the blanket.

"Master!"

"Hm."

Maxwell didn't turn his head when Jirome knocked on his Car Door. Moments later it suddenly opened giving access to a Vanilla-flavored perfume and a warm Orchid blend.

The sound of Heels's thump until it confiscated Maxwell's hearing who slowly turned to the side.

Deggs...

His heart seemed to be pulled out with eyes fixed empty on the figure who walked a bit of distress in the help of the two Women beside him.

Evelyne looks very charming with a thin Make-up polish and her sexy little lips are given a Glossy scratch that is so ripe.

And.. Shiites. See what he's wearing?! Maron-colored Mini Dress strictly prints its proportional body curves. Not to mention that the low chest was almost like Bera with a ribbon-shaped cloth wrapped around a chewy chunk that was so tempting it almost made the entire eyes of Maxwell members including Jirome fall to the ground but they immediately lowered their heads.

"N..Miss!"

They trembled to Evelyne's back. How not? the clothes are more into a very open sleeping dress. There was no strap that embraced Evelyne's smooth shoulder that just casually walked into the Car.

"Let's go! I was ready," he said lightly posing in front of Jirome who immediately went to the Steering Door.

Evelyne's forehead shriveled completely clueless. Her increasingly dazzling beautiful eyes glanced at the two Women beside her.

"Am I not beautiful?"

"N...Missis! Your clothes better.."

"What's? I like this. Not hot," answered Evelyne lightly even though Maxwell's face was red with a chest rumbling between emotions and stunned with the Goddess of this beauty.

"I want you to bring me this one again. If I can't tie it, my chest is tight and.."

"Follow me!" maxwell's outburst instantly pulled Evelyne's arm back to the Company.

But, he had not stepped Evelyne immediately jerk his hand no matter if the Employees who had already nosebleed in there were peeping at them.

"You're nothing. Ha??"

"I'LL SHRED YOUR CLOTHES IF I'M STILL HERE!" press Maxwell issued a murderous air until the silent Secretary Ireein immediately secured the empty glued Employee.

"Why indeed? I'm already here. Let's go!"

"You.."

Maxwell was speechless because Evelyne wouldn't understand what he meant. The deadly gaze turned to the two Women who had dressed Evelyne earlier who instantly paled.

"DON'T SHOW ME YOUR FACE AGAIN!!!"

"T..The master! Sir forgive us. This lady chose her own clothes, we tried to persuade her to wear another one but Miss forced us. Master!" they answered trembling.

"Go!"

"T..Master!"

"Go!" pinta Evelyne chimed in on Maxwell but was calmer. His gaze said that they would be fine and leave first.

There was no other way but to entrust his fate in Evelyne's hands, they were both alone in the midst of Maxwell's emotions that continued to be tested.

"You like showing off your body?" hiss Maxwell was so angry that he kept his distance from him.

"Why indeed? I feel more comfortable like this because it's cold" Evelyne replied as it is. He feels better like this because the weather is also hot.

"You..."

"You're weird anyway. Usually I don't wear anything and you're not this angry" Evelyne said, and again Jirome covered her ears.

He was really tortured in the Car there especially the Maxwell Members who immediately disperse securing this quiet atmosphere.

Unlike Evelyne who feels innocent, Maxwell actually does not accept. He doesn't like this and hates it.

"Replace your clothes or you stay here!" back to the car.

"But..."

"Run the Car!" maxwell's decree did not care about Evelyne who immediately made it immediately.

"Hey!! You can't leave me here!!"

Maxwell was silent. He massaged his throbbing temple, his world was deeply shaken with the grace of this woman.

The car drove steadily towards the Company Gate that was already opened. Evelyne who did not receive left like that night immediately wanted to chase but unfortunately he was not used to wearing Heels until his knee immediately fell.

"Miss!!"

Yello, who was guarding the Company's door, ran over to Evelyne, who felt that her legs were hurting. His knees were bleeding with both hands bruised red that felt sore.

"Miss! You okay?"

"Hm. I don't like this stuff!" muttered Evelyne threw those expensive Heels in any direction. He did not receive the help of Yello who was silent when Evelyne tried to get up alone until he wanted to half stand suddenly his knee pain made him lose balance.

"Yama!!"

The screech thought it would kiss this floor again but unfortunately the burly arm of someone back there immediately restrained its body.

Evelyne's two gray eyes grazed as she caught Maxwell's handsome flat sculpture that expressionlessly carried her lightly.

"K.you.."

Maxwell just quietly walked firmly with his sturdy legs going towards the car that actually stopped behind the Gate.

Why'd he come back?

Evelyne's mind did not blink looking at Maxwell's handsome face that caught his attention. This guy kind of has magic that he admits can make women forget themselves.

It's not imaginary if many idolize you and Violet to not want a divorce from you.

Evelyne thought so. Nothing less than Maxwell always had his own style.

"Why did you come?" evelyne asked, holding both hands to Maxwell's sturdy neck, which led him into the car.

"Why didn't you leave me like the night before?"

Evelyne asked again as Maxwell sat her down on the side chair. He grabbed the medicine box and took a cotton swab immediately stopping the blood coming out of the wound on Evelyne's knee.

"Your name is Maxwell Zean Marcello, right?"

There's absolutely no answer. Maxwell returned as the North Pole drew Evelyne's irritation for the umpteenth time.

"You hear I'm noooo??"

Evelyne shouted but soon got a suit throw from Maxwell who rolled his shirt arm up to clean this wound.

"You.. It sucks!" then he spoke no more.

He hugged Maxwell's coat smelling this masculine Musk scent. It feels very warm and pleasant.

After a long silence Evelyne's eyes began to be mastered drowsiness. He lay on a chair that had been made like a mini bed for him. Both of Evelyne's legs were on Maxwell's thighs taking care of everything for him.

"He's sleeping. Master!" jirome held out a neck pad in the car. Maxwell didn't pick it up, he had another pillow behind the chair until Jirome grinned.

"Note the road if you want to live long!" maxwell's squatting scold near the chair lifted Evelyne's head carefully onto this cushion. He also covered Evelyne's body with his big suit.

Jirome refocused herself forward even though she could only smile stingily and often glanced back.

Her master was seen tidying up the strands of Evelyne's hair that covered half of her beautiful face earlier. This innocent visual during sleep makes Maxwell comfortable to stare longer.

"I don't like you dressing up for someone else,"

Inner Maxwell rubbed Evelyne smooth cheek soft that actually felt not to use any powder. His focus shifted to a slightly open red lip and it made Maxwell boil.

"You don't know if the world is full of desires. They're not as strong as I'm to hold him,"

Thought Maxwell rubbed Evelyne's lips gently with her thumb to remove this lipstick polish. He wanted to kiss but he still realized it was just a misunderstanding.

Fun to enjoy the charm of Eveline, Maxwell also realized that they were being followed. He only beckoned Jirome to look ordinary not to speed the car too much.

"You just have to take them around! Assign Members to help them one by one and find the point!"

Maxwell knew this was going to happen. He was at the Gate when he saw that there were some people monitoring from the crime and most likely their target was Evelyne.

With the magnitude of the Scandal, Maxwell's image will no longer be helped. They'll intercept him on the street and take as much evidence he's with Evelyne to electrify the public.

Hid. The plan had been read by Maxwell who was silent but did not mean he was afraid.

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