My Little Devil's

Spider web?

That's exactly what Maxwell said. Now they were already on their way to the Violet House whose Notaben belonged to Maxwell. But, the handsome man of million charms was unconcerned about his property and preferred to stay in a private room right within the Company.

Of course Maxwell is neat with Formal stellan as usual. He always looks charming with a long-sleeved ash shirt lined with a black coat that matches the belt on his waist.

The difference is, tonight Maxwell must be on standby because from earlier he felt Evelyne smiled thinly for no reason and then looked at him with a mysterious look. Is this woman out of medication? Maxwell thought for a moment.

"You already know what your job is, don't you?" maxwell asked with a haughty footrest glancing at Evelyne from her sharp net tail.

This beautiful woman is still comfortable wearing a black oversized shirt belonging to Maxwell and Sendal bathroom. The difference this time Evelyne wore a Jacket and a Hat, do not ask where he got it because it belongs to the handsome man next to him.

"You hear me?" maxwell asked again because he didn't get an answer. Jirome who drives also just mute do not want to be a mosquito.

"yeah. What's up?" look at it with a relaxed look.

"You entered in the direction I described earlier. Remember to be careful because there's Fernandez!"

Evelyne mutters to understand. He also understood that he had to go to Violet's room or maybe he was going to Mr. Marcello's room where he used to stay.

"I understand!"

"Repeat my words!" maxwell doesn't believe that yet.

Evelyne took a deep breath as they already wanted to approach the area of the Violet Residence. Evelyne stared intently at the faithful Maxwell with her flat eyes.

"Blow up, invisible, be careful and get! Like that?"

"His mind is also quick to respond in this way,"

Inner Jirome occasionally looked from the rearview mirror. It seems Maxwell's response was not so excessive. As usual he put on a straight face without any turns, I suppose.

"Hm."

"Emmm.. But you gave me a gift, didn't you?" evelyne asked a bit to shift her butt towards Maxwell who knew this gawk.

"You're going to follow my wishes, aren't you?"

"Can you not think like that?!" decah Maxwell kept Evelyne's chin away which was like he wanted to peek at the zip area of his pants.

This lady screeched in annoyance glanced sharply at Maxwell from the netra of his ashes.

Why is he so uninterested in me? Am I less seductive?

Thought Evelyne squeezed her chest. It made Maxwell look at Jirome who had accidentally seen it and immediately lowered the glass of the Rearion.

"Sorry!" lirih Jirome shuddered at the sight of killing Maxwell.

Evelyne was still looking at her appearance and body parts. When this careless woman wanted to raise her shirt on Maxwell, she spoke up.

"Consider this area!" sternly Maxwell turned Evelyne's brain back on task.

Tucked a sigh of relief in between Maxwell's chest prison when Evelyne no longer acted carelessly.

"I went in the back area. Jack has turned off the CCTV means he has to climb first, right?"

"There's my men inside. He's gonna open the back door!" maxwell answered that he had arranged it.

When the car approaches the gate. Two members of Mr. Fernandez are actually standing guard there because of his orders and absolute power over his daughter. That's not a problem for Maxwell because he can

The car went through them to climb the grounds of this residence. Evelyne is no stranger to the splendor of buildings that are typical white European impressed cooler.

Maxwell is also seen standing guard at the main door. They bowed when Maxwell's car was parked stably.

"Wear this!"

Maxwell put Earpice into Evelyne's ear, astonished that she was wearing it for the first time. He loosened his hat as Maxwell clipped the device into his beautiful earlobe.

"For?"

"You can talk to me through that. Remember, always be careful and don't do things .."

"Out of your command. Right?" sambar Evelyne had memorized that sentence.

Maxwell nodded and walked out when Jirome had opened the Car Door. He tidied his coat stared for a moment Evelyne who felt his ears while looking at Maxwell who immediately stepped away to the main door.

When Maxwell went in there Evelyne saw left right where Mr. Fernandez was still on guard.

His always brilliant brain brought Evelyne down from the Car through a slightly closed steering door because there was a Car next to him.

Evelyne's movements were very smooth without any noise. He nimbly slipped between the shadows of the Residential lights and immediately went to the area Maxwell had described to him earlier.

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While in there. Maxwell was greeted warmly by Violet who smiled as she greeted him. The oval-faced woman with a thin smile looked beautiful with a maroon dress covered in a graceful sleeveless chest.

"Darling! Finally you came too, "gratitude approached amid the flat gaze of Mr. Fernandez who was attached to Maxwell's cold netra.

There is also Mrs Meeiner who looked at her in the shade with Mr. Marcello who was happy Maxwell came here.

"Darling! Come on in, I'm sure you'll like the food. I learned to cook!"

"Violet!" lady Meeinee's mango approached her daughter because she saw Maxwell not responding.

"Mom! I'm.."

"Let's go to the Dining Room!" take Mrs Meeiner in Violet's unwilling arms first to leave Maxwell in the middle of her Daddy bullying.

Two tall sturdy men are seen looking at each other to kill cool the atmosphere. In fact, Mr. Marcello even gulped about this.

"Mr Fernandez! Let's go to the dining room. You're Maxwell too!"

"Keep your pleasantries for later!" sarkas Maxwell walked haughtily in following Jirome past the two.

Mr. Fernandez's clenched hands try to control his anger because it's a night of happiness for Violet.

"Master! Maxwell is like that. Ignore him for tonight."

"You can't control it yourself!" ketus Mr. Fernandez passed Mr. Marcello. His face turned bitter and endured those months of insults.

"Why indeed? After all he himself can not fight it either," said Mr. Marcello tried to be patient with Mr. Fernandez who always blamed him.

Though he had tried to bring closer Violet and Maxwell who could not be spoken to just a little calm.

Right at the large Square long dining table with 5 chairs that surround it they are being hit by awkwardness except Maxwell.

Violet is trying to forget about her divorce because tonight she wants Maxwell to look at her more deeply.

"What do you want to eat? Are you available here or can you ask me to make your favorite meal?" violet's bargain was very spirited.

However, very dear Maxwell's face does not change still staring straight ahead regardless.

It made Mrs Meeiner's heart ditch. Maxwell's attitude is so cruel but he understands that men can't be blamed either.

"You like Seafood? This is my shrimp.."

"Violet!" lirih Madame Meeiren clasped Violet's shoulder as she sat right beside her.

Maxwell did not let Violet sit close to him until it was empty and cooled down just like the look on Tampan's face now.

"Mom! I'll serve my husband."

"Let Maxwell choose it himself. Hm?" persuade Madame Meeiner to wipe Violet's shoulder warmly. Seeing Maxwell also not responding, Violet finally nodded.

"alright. Mama!"

"You eat your food. And everyone please sit in their own seats!" his hymn called out to Mr. Fernandez and Mr. Marcello who had walked here.

The arrival of Mr. Fernandez made the atmosphere so frozen because plus the silence of Maxwell who only ate the cuttings of meat given by Mrs Meeiner to his plate.

"Let's eat. You must be starving, taste my daughter's cooking!"

Mr. Marcello, who wanted to sit next to Maxwell, did not become because the sharp net glances penetrated his breastbone. As a result he sat in the left seat and Maxwell was alone in the right row.

"Hows it? My cooking's good?"

"Eat first!" madame Meeiner's reprimand on Violet confronts Maxwell.

The atmosphere on the dining table was very quiet and only the clang of the spoon clashed loudly. Madame Meeiner was so clumsy and dizzy that no one wanted to talk other than Violet who kept watching Maxwell.

What about Mr Fernandez? Cih, The middle-aged man with the sangar visual just focused on his food and continued to create discomfort for Maxwell.

"How are you? Son!"

"Good!" maxwell replied that he no longer ate the steak. He simply quietly chose to sip a glass of White water near his turquoise.

"Company? I hear your business is very good. Your Car Product Marketing got a lot of Car Showroon offers," added Mrs Meeiner broke the silence.

"Hm. It's an advantage to me but not to the one who wants to take me down" Maxwell blurted out at Mr. Fernandez' meaningful flashlight wiping his lips with a napkin.

He knew what Maxwell meant just now and understood what it meant.

"Son! You have to be careful, sometimes a lot of people don't like our achievements. Moreover, you're already in golden age."

"yeah. A narrow-hearted and shallow-brained person!" the answer again and this time really ignited the emotions of Mr. Fernandez who immediately kicked off the table to surprise them all especially Mrs Meeiner.

"My husband!"

"CLOSED YOUR MOUTH!!" his fiery indignation looked at Maxwell who did not change the position or look on his face.

"My husband! What's the matter? Why are you angry?"

"If it wasn't for thinking about Violet. It's been a long time since I've OBLITERATED YOUU!!"

Suddenly it made them surprised but Maxwell remained silent even now his legs crossed haughtily staring at the calm Mr. Fernandez.

"You're very sneaky. Maxwell!! You used my daughter!!"

"Dad!" lirih Violet was already trembling hiding behind the body of Madame Meeiner who was trying to bring up her husband.

"My husband! It's a dining table and don't make a fuss. I beg!"

"She wants a divorce from Violet. If you really want to then why are you still coming here. Ha?? Get out of here!!!"

"Toggles!!"

Violet spoke up raising her voice. Those tears fell staring at the pity between the tightness and pain in everyone here.

"Dad! I love Maxwell and he never used me at all!!"

"You know what. Ha?" hiss Mr. Fernandez understands very well that this Maxwell would want to use Violet to look for face in public. The proof is now that the scandal news is up and even spread everywhere.

"D..Dad!"

"He's just a piece of trash!! He married you because he wanted to raise his prestige and popularity!! You're hamukam??"

The clash shocked Madame Meeiner who looked at her Husband's head face and turned to Mr. Marcello who was just silent as surprised.

"He's just a power-hungry bastard!! And you still mean to him? Just rely on that perfect look. Hmh!"

"My son is not like that!" muttered Mr. Marcello looking face at Maxwell who was thinning lips like rubbing.

"And you can't educate him at all. And now still want to thrust her at me?" his his hiss was holding the flames of fury that were bursting out within there.

Madame Meeiner who had seen the contents of the flash given by Maxwell was immediately clenched. She has evidence of Mr. Marcello's affair that must have said bad things about Maxwell to get her husband's heart.

"Maxwell had only his own thoughts! She'll change for your daughter!"

"You should have changed!" the ketus of Madame Meeiner left them in shock as did Violet who flinched. I've never seen Mommy on this bike, she thought.

"N..Madam you.."

"You forced Maxwell to marry Violet. Aren't you?"

Deggs..

Mr. Marcello was surprised not to play. He looked at Maxwell who was grinning the devil at him.

Shitt's. What has he done?

"You planned this and passed the blame on your son!!"

"T.no. I never did that, ma'am!" deny Mr. Marcello but Mrs Meeiner's face is frozen.

It turns to Mr. Fernandez who incidentally knows how cunning and rotten Maxwell is. He wouldn't be that easy to believe because Maxwell could have planned all this.

"My husband! You have to punish him for.."

"Did he say that?" asked Mr. Fernandez to cut his wife's sentence without cutting off the murderous gaze from Maxwell's flat face.

"Yes, and he also provided evidence of Mr. Marcello's affair and another woman."

"T.no. That's.. L'm.. I didn't do anything I just.."

"Go from here!!" mrs Meeiner shouted to the point of making an echo throughout the room.

Because there was no other choice finally with shame and anger Mr. Marcello left but before that he was presented with a sneaky grin Maxwell who looked very satisfied.

Jirome-pun also happy because the plan of the Master managed to eject Mr. Marcello without touching physically again. Evelyne's presence makes Maxwell aware to avenge all his Mommy's suffering first.

Talk about Evelyne. What is that woman doing now? Why aren't there any calls?

Maxwell wondered not to hear Evelyne's voice in a device neatly attached to the inside of Maxwell's ear. Round colored objects are in line with the skin because they are designed specifically for incognito mode.

While the master who Maxwell thought was now busy rummaging through Violet's room. It works fine not to spoil any stuff but rather to look for something.

"In Old Bangka's room there was none. Not in his room either. Where else am I looking?" mumbled Evelyne asked himself.

He went to Walk In Closet to see many clothes here. He opened the drawers of several cabinets up to Evelyne's third drawer to see that there were photos of babies tucked between thick books. It's been hard for a long time and it doesn't matter.

"Four foot photo?" tanyanya raised an eyebrow.

A tiny newborn baby is seen in a glass object like the Incubator that Evelyne does not understand. He put it in a clasp asking for Evelyne's safest place to store.

He searched for other rights in the drawer or under the table until Evelyne opened this glass here until his eyes were glued to see the clothes or can be said this Tarzan clothes, Evelyne's mind gasped.

"Is this a dress or a costume?" evelyne asked to see many clothes that were still neat on the closet hangers.

Forehead Evelyne furrowed looking at this model of clothing was very strange. Some are transparent with nets on the chest and some are wrapped in rope like hanging themselves.

Nothing was right and everything was wide open with eyes.

But, why does Violet have this? He must have had a plan or wanted to flirt with Maxwell.

Evelyne's mind squinted in intimidation. He imagined Violet wearing this spider web and there would be nothing to cover in every inch of her body.

Butbut wait..

Evelyne went off the mark. What if he wears it? Is Maxwell going to show you the expensive object of the female's target virgin?

Imagining what was hiding behind the zipper already made Evelyne challenged. He wondered why Maxwell kept covering that part?!

"I borrowed your net. Four legs!" muttered Evelyne smiling cunningly took some clothes that she thought were quite strange and challenging and then put them into the big Shirt she was wearing.

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