My Little Devil's

Evelyne's innocence

Maxwell had to thicken his ears when Mrs Meeiner's father entered his heart. This middle-aged woman who had a warm and gentle attitude tried to give understanding to Maxwell.

Very different from what Mr. Fernandez did at that time was very emotional and too eager to kill him.

"Son! What's your problem with Violet? Why do you want to divorce her," asked Madame Meeiner subtly but deeply.

Maxwell also kept his attitude. He knows where to position himself against the muscles and voice.

"I'm not comfortable with him!" sternly Maxwell without frills figuratively.

"Angoing in what way? Mommy knows you guys have been married for over 3 years and for that long there must be bored and.."

"I'm not comfortable from the beginning of marriage!" sela Maxwell sat opposite Mrs Meeiner. This warm-faced woman gasped at Maxwell's carefree statement saying just that.

"You mean?"

"From the beginning I didn't like Violet! I was only forced because Old Bangka was threatening me, until then I survived only because of the pressure from him. Not that I love your daughter!"

Mrs Meeiner was shocked by Maxwell's statement. That right? But why is Maxwell opening his voice? Shouldn't have waited 3 years.

"I've also repeatedly told him not to expect me. Ask your daughter if I've ever touched her or hit her, I haven't done that at all" Maxwell said with a flat tone as well as the look on her face.

Madam Meeiner was still speechless. His world seemed to be blurred and it was difficult to dive between the disguises of this fog.

"3 months we were married I just found out she has a uterine cancer. He didn't tell you because he asked her not to let everyone down. He's too bad to have kids but I can't give him that, I hope you get what I mean."

"T.but.."

Madam Meeiner stuttered to the arm of the sofa beside her. In other words, Violet had been hiding her illness because she did not want to disappoint her who wanted to have a Grandchild.

"But why? why can't you just give him a little hope and.."

"I don't want to play with your daughter because I respect your family!" sela Maxwell was honest. He said the feeling was only on Mrs Meeiner who was able to hear her point.

"Violet loves you so much. He admires you from childhood, of course he really does not want to be separated from you. Max!" lirih Madam Meeiner was full of bitterness.

Especially now that Violet is no longer able to conceive a child. The woman only hoped that Maxwell would not leave her and stay together until dusk.

"I can't and you can't relax, I didn't ruin your daughter at all" Maxwell murmured, grateful that he didn't do it. If Violet had been pregnant or had been in contact with her it could have been hard.

"Is he still trying to get close to you?" asked Madam Meeiner in a low voice.

"yeah. Tonight he invited me to eat there. Since I respect your arrival I will leave and I hope you can help me to explain to Violet!"

"You better explain yourself. Max!" mistress Meeiner advised but Maxwell sighed deeply.

"It's less obvious what my attitude is to her?!"

Maxwell's reply left Madame Meeiner speechless. There is no doubt, coercion or just a joke in this eagle's brown netra. It is only a certainty and very ambitious.

"Why did Mr Marcello put pressure on you?"

"He wanted me to get in touch with the Fernandez Family because at that time his company he used to hold was threatened with bankruptcy. If I marry Violet her name will smell on the noses of Clients who know your family" Maxwell said.

This flat-faced rag no one could guess how deep his plan was to throw Mr. Marcello into the dark line of the Fernandez Family.

"I don't think Marcello is that slick," murmured Mrs Meeiner nanar.

Well. He's very cunning and I don't want to see him live well either.

Benak Maxwell was tempted to complain the Old Bangka with Mr. Fernandez who is very emotional.

"Why did he threaten you? Why are you bowing to him?"

This time Maxwell's question should be considered. He could not have told all the dark life stories to this cotton-hearted Madame Meeiner.

"He threatened to sell my dead mother's House" Maxwell said.

That way Mrs Meeiner shut up. He was a bit doubtful about Maxwell's story about Mr. Marcello looking very kind and warm to them.

"Max! Isn't Marcello divorced, wife you mean it.."

"He killed his own wife!" sela Maxwell immediately made Mrs Meeiner shocked. His eyes widened with his mouth slightly open.

"What.what?"

"They're not divorced. I saw for myself he killed my Mommy and had an affair with another woman!" maxwell answered while bringing something out from behind Jas.

A flash drive containing footage that his mother saw before he committed suicide. Maxwell used that to reinforce his story.

Madame Meeiner's hand trembled as Maxwell handed it to her. He had not expected this to be so complicated and dark.

"He's not what he looks like. Keep your daughter away from her and don't let you regret it!"

"Oh my god" said Mrs Meeiner still not ready to accept this.

"It's up to you to say this to your husband or not. But clearly, I warned you."

"I.I.."

"What the fuck are you. Haa???" mr. Marcello's loud voice from back there made Mrs Meeiner flinch.

Maxwell was just quietly sitting on the spot but that mysterious gaze was clearly very ambiguous.

Madam Meeiner's curiosity was no longer held until she immediately stepped back to the Company's ground floor area near the exit.

He stopped when he saw Mr. Marcello was disheveled with a suit that he was wearing torn and his hair was also messy.

The man's eyes filled with anger floated towards the elevator where Evelyne was posing casually leaning against the wall staring at this crafty Old Bangka.

"You want me to pull out your hair one by one?" hiss Evelyne played her finger. He was not seen by Mrs Meeiner staring at Mr. Marcello from the side.

"You crazy!! There are crazy women like you in this world. Haaa??"

"Suush! you want me to do what else. Hm?" spoiled Evelyne played quietly even though he had wrestled with Mr. Marcello upstairs until this man was battered.

"You.."

Mr. Marcello's words stopped when he saw Mrs Meeiner on the side.

He just kept quiet. In his eyes fixed the situation of Mr. Marcello as if still confirming Maxwell's description earlier.

"Mrs!"

"I want to see my daughter!" mrs Meeiner then stepped away followed by Mr. Marcello who threw a murderous gaze at Evelyne who showed her middle finger.

Suddenly he was surprised to see that but had already gone outside the Company. Evelyne turned to look at his middle finger which he pointed forward.

"What does this mean? Why were they posing like this in the Building Poster?" mummy Evelyne recalled in the Mall there was a Group Band Poster posing like this. It looks cool and wild, it's very interesting.

Busy fiddling with Evelyne's fingers unconsciously Maxwell was already walking closer in front of the elevator.

"You've done it?"

"It has. I'm beating?!" evelyne just stared at Maxwell's flash and focused on looking at his wiggly fingers.

Maxwell thought Evelyne's finger was injured or sprained. He immediately got into the elevator immediately grabbed Evelyne's hand for a look.

"illness?"

"A.a?" evelyne asked as Maxwell examined her finger.

"Is anyone sick?"

"Max!" call Evelyne to make inner Maxwell smile. Since then Evelyne has been clearly calling her name and sounds quite melodious.

"Max!"

"Hm?"

"What does this mean?" evelyne's question showed her middle finger and Maxwell immediately choked down Evelyne's hand from before her eyes.

"You.. Where did you learn this. Ha??"

"So, they look cool in style like that. It's wild and erotic!" evelyne replied smiling amusedly but pleased.

Maxwell's heart was pumping hard between anger and resentment because Evelyne caught the bad stuff out there.

"It's finger gymnastics or.."

"Don't do that again. Understood?" press Maxwell clutching Evelyne's fingers so as not to form the naughty symbol again.

Evelyne who is always curious about this world will not just obey. He likes to imitate the strange things he sees.

"Why are you angry? It's just a toy finger, right?"

"That doesn't mean good. Don't do it again because you're a girl. Hm?" soft Maxwell tried to give understanding to Evelyne who was confused or not he still showed ambiguous nature.

"If you can?"

"Geelyne!" press Maxwell to make these gray eyes squint. He's so excited to tease Maxwell today.

"Say! What is my mission tonight. Hm?" he put both his hands to Maxwell's neck without hesitation.

Maxwell could only take a deep breath with the members who saw it trying to become a statue.

"You stay here."

"Then, you?" evelyne's eyebrows swooped sharply as Maxwell intended to go alone.

"I'm going to the Violet House!"

Evelyne's face turned hard. He immediately stepped out of the elevator shouting to show his middle finger.

"You look at this and tell me what it means!!!"

"You.."

Maxwell quickly grasped Evelyne's hand which still made him hang.

"Pass!! I wonder what this means?!"

"Don't show me again. My legs are limp!" maxwell whispered because Evelyne looks funny and adorable with a curious fashion like this.

Hearing that Evelyne smiled obliquely. This way he'll be looking for strange things that will make Maxwell waver.

"Take a look until you get close to that woman!" he threatened to point at Maxwell's chest with his scar.

"Why indeed?"

"I'll really hate you!" growled Evelyne warns Maxwell who only nods but something disturbs him and must be uttered.

"Don't go near Dawson. He's not an easy man to guess" whispered Maxwell because Evelyne was leaning on him.

"Sup to me. Who are you?" ketus Evelyne but Maxwell didn't take it seriously. She hoped Evelyne would listen to her.

"Don't do anything without telling me. Hm?"

"Depends on my mood!" straightforwardly Evelyne looked at Maxwell's lips flash and then smiled to herself. What was I thinking? Why do I want it so much lately?

"Max!"

"Hm?"

"I'm curious about the shape!"

Maxwell immediately withdrew from Evelyne and turned the conversation on his members who were also not aware of his Master walking towards them.

"Strictly guard and don't let a human without an identity card come here!"

"good. Master!" they answered in unison and Maxwell chose to go out there and beat up Evelyne.

"However I should be able to see that," pressed Evelyne to brush her hair beautifully and then waltzed back to their room.

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