Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Just as Cecilia was about to reach for Maxwell, he suddenly took a step backward. Cecilia caught nothing and fell over due to the force.

There came a loud bang. Cecilia picked herself up from the ground, glared at Maxwell with hatred, stood with her hands akimbo, and shouted furiously, "Who do you think you're? Are you qualified to speak here? You asked me to shut up? Do you think you're qualified to do so?"

"Son of bitch, we've shown you some respect since we didn't ask you to get out! Poor social climber, do you really think that you've moved into the upper class?" Allison sneered and took a sip of the tea. "Where are the security guards? Drive him out!" People at the table looked at Maxwell contemptuously and angrily.

Maxwell still looked calm, while Greta's expressions changed slightly. She tried to help Maxwell, "He's my husband. Don't implicate him. Your target is me."

"Targeting at you? Son of bitch, you two will not be able to get over this easily. I'll handle him first, and then it's your turn." Cecilia grinned sardonically.

Greta instantly became sullen. Andreas, the host of today's family feast, had had no reaction yet, while Allison and Cecilia took the initiative to make things difficult for Greta.

"Enough." Charlie snorted and then mediated, "Stop this topic and put this matter to an end."

Due to Charlie's mediation, Allison and Cecilia could only hold back their anger, but there were still vicious intentions as well as discontent in their eyes. They glared at Maxwell and Greta before sitting down. "Greta, I and your father are brothers. Since you're now attending the family feast of the Sandoval family, shouldn't you address me 'Uncle Charlie'?" Charlie smiled warmly.

Greta nodded, "Uncle Charlie."

"Great. Since you're calling me 'uncle', we could all get over with the past. Let's not mention it in the future." Charlie chortled, "When we're back to Beijing, you and your father can also come back with us." Greta was stunned for a moment. She then shook her head and explained, "Uncle Charlie, the Sandoval Group doesn't plan to expand its business to Beijing, so I'm afraid that I can't come back together with you."

Charlie banged his wine glass on the table, causing the wine to spill out. He wore a sullen face and said, "Greta, you don't need to worry about the affairs related to Sandoval Group. Andreas will stay in Ocean City and help you handle the business."

Greta was stunned at the moment and furrowed her delicate brows. Charlie's words had fully implicated his intention... This was a patent robbery! Greta's expressions turned cold, "Uncle Charlie, must you take over the Sandoval Group?"

"Greta, I suggest you to think twice before making the decision. Your father didn't think it carefully and made a wrong decision back then, and was then driven out of the Sandoval family. I don't hope the same thing to happen on you again." Charlie said in a low voice.

"Thank you, but it's unnecessary. I've made up my mind that even if the Sandoval Group will go bankruptcy, I will not transfer any of my shares to others." Greta exuded an imposing aura and said resolutely and decisively.

Andreas suddenly reached out and smacked his hand down on the table.

The dining hall was engulfed by silence. Andreas slowly raised his head and glanced at Greta, "Greta... I've given you countless chances, but you gave up the chance again and again!"

"It was the first time for me to be so patient, just for the sake of you. If I really want to take over the Sandoval Group, do I have to apply these roundabout tricks?" Andreas said in a stern tone. He looked cold and horribly indifferent and ferocious!

Greta looked calm on the surface, but her heart was beating crazily. Andreas was telling the truth - If he wanted to take over the Sandoval Group, he could forcibly take it relying on the powers of the Sandoval family... A small company like the Sandoval Group was by no means a match for a super family in the capital city... But... What he wanted was to let Greta hand over the shares willingly.

This was a humiliation to Greta's unyielding and tenacious characteristics! This was a defiance of her dignity!

Greta raised her face and said coldly, "Mr. Andreas, I thought I've made it clear. I would never hand over the shares of the Sandoval Group... Mr. Andreas, please drop this idea and don't pester me for this matter."

The atmosphere suddenly became intense and it felt like a battle was impeding. Andreas stared at Greta coldly and there was an unprecedented trace of killing intention in his eyes.

'Pester'!

The word irritated Andreas instantly. He glared at Greta with horrible killing intentions in his eyes, as if he wished he could scourge her in the cruelest way!

He was Young Master Andreas, a specially privileged person in the capital city. Many women try to play up to him by selling their bacons, but he didn't even give them a glance. Nevertheless, he was humiliated by this woman on his own home ground today! She said he was pestering her?

In Beijing and Ocean City, even in the whole China, few would dare to use this word on him! And Greta... was the first one to do so!

Andreas glared at Greta with his deep-set eyes... She had embarrassed him in the public and caused him to feel ashamed. He couldn't bear such kind of humiliation!

Right at this moment, Allison suddenly stood up, stepped forward and rushed towards Greta with horrible killing intentions.

"Shut up! Bitch, you're just the daughter of a bastard son. Who do you think you're to scold Andreas? You're not eligible to talk here! I'll give you a slap as a punishment." Allison stepped forward, raised her hand, and reached it for Greta's tender, fair face.

Greta subconsciously took a step backward and her expressions changed. She hadn't expected that Allison would suddenly resort to violence.

But it was too late for her to react and dodge the slap. Allison's slap was heading towards her face and was about to land on her tender cheek.

Right at this moment, a hand was reached out from aside and grasped Allison's arm. Then there came a loud bang.

Greta was not slapped so there was no red palm print on her cheek, but Allison collapsed like a kite with its string broken off and smashed onto the ground.

Charlie narrowed his eyes and suddenly stood up to look at Maxwell.

Maxwell was now standing by Greta's side and holding Greta's soft hand with a cold expression on his face.

"Son of bitch, how dare you hit Allison? Do you have any sense of the differences between your statuses? How dare you hit the Sandovals! You're really seeking death!" Cecilia suddenly stood up and rasped. Maxwell remained calm and ignored her words. He turned his head to look at Greta and asked in a gentle voice, "Did you get hurt?"

Greta shook her head, "No, I'm fine."

"Luckily you're not hurt." Maxwell nodded. For the sake of Greta, he turned a deaf ear of the rebuking words. If these people were not surnamed Sandoval, they would have died when they disrespected them with those words.

As long as they didn't assault Greta, he could endure everything. For the sake of Greta, he could make every concession.

"Shameless bitch... You don't deserve to be surnamed Sandoval. You united with an outside to bully the Sandovals." Allison picked herself up from the ground trembling, glared at Greta viciously and reprimanded.

"You guys also know that my surname is Sandoval. But you tried to snatch the Sandoval Group from me... Are you worthy of the surname Sandoval? And that Gerald Moore in my company... If he was not the man of someone in the Sandoval family, I would have fired him." Greta finally couldn't endure it any longer and curled her lips into an ironic smile.

"Shut up. You bitch! You're just the daughter of an illegitimate son. You might not be the flesh and blood of the Sandoval family. How dare you scold us? Your father is even unqualified to step into the Sandoval family. Who do you think you are to say these? You're not qualified!" Cecilia roared and taunted.

Just as she finished the words, Maxwell suddenly spit out a flaming object which was then shot into Cecilia's mouth precisely.

Cecilia screamed and spit out the flaming object... But her tongue had been scalded, causing her not to be able to utter words distinctly.

When Cecilia spit it out, everyone glanced over and found that it was... a cigarette butt.

People present all gaped at it... How came the cigarette butt was shot into Cecilia's mouth precisely... How could this be possible! It was not something that an ordinary person could achieve. "Apologize to her." Maxwell calmly glanced over Allison, Cecilia and then those relatives with a contemptuous look on their faces and said coldly, "If you refuse to make an apology, you'll not simply get that cigarette butt. Although I seldom beat women, for those who humiliated my wife, I will play hardball."

"Son of bitch... You... How dare you? Do you know who we are?" Trembling, Allison picked herself up, looked at Maxwell in disbelief, and roared.

"I know, the Sandoval family in the capital city." Maxwell curled his lips, "Even if you're the Jesus, you would have the same result if you humiliate my wife."

Greta, who was standing behind Maxwell, raised her head with dullness written all over her face. She hadn't expected that Maxwell would stand out for her at this moment.

In her memory, Maxwell was a coward and overcautious buck-passer.

But today, he stood out without any trace of cowardice.

"You provoked the Sandovals on the home ground of the Sandoval family! You're doomed!" Allison grinned angrily. It was her first time to see a person as arrogant as Maxwell, who even thumbed his nose at the Sandoval family in the capital city!

"What does it matter even if you're from the Sandoval family in the capital city? Hurry up to apologize to my wife!" Maxwell uttered slowly in a stern and indubitable voice.

"You're seeking death." Andreas suddenly stood up with the glass in his hand and stared at Maxwell ferociously and coldly.

He banged the wine glass on the ground. Soon, several security guards who were equipped with guns rushed into the villa. The ambience suddenly became intense!

"Andreas Sandoval, what do you want to do?" Greta became grim-faced as she could roughly guess what Andreas wanted to do.

"If I can't get the woman I want, I would rather wish she's a dead person." Andreas gracefully walked towards Greta step by step with his hands clasped behind his back, "If you can't get the thing you want, you should ruin it... Aren't you clear of this principle?"

"I've given you countless chances, but you didn't cherish them at all! Then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Andreas spoke in a cold tone, looking like a Satan from the hell.

Maxwell narrowed his eyes. Judging from that large number of security guards who were in black and equipped with guns, apparently Andreas had planned this in advance and was waiting for them to hurl themselves willingly into the trap.

This was a trap elaborately planned by Andreas. It was a family feast of the Sandovals on the surface... but was indeed a hostile reception to kill them!

Greta's face turned pale... Although she had expected that today's family feast would be very dangerous, she had to come. With her unyielding and tenacious characteristics, she would definitely not surrender to Andreas even if she had to die.

Andreas stared at Maxwell and Greta coldly, finally failing to conceal his killing intentions.

He would not allow Maxwell to walk out of this villa alive today!

Maxwell glanced at those security guards who were equipped with guns and sneered, "Are you trying to bluff me?"

The room was soon prevailed by silence. Andreas' cold expressions instantly froze.

This live-in-son-in-law was really bold and had no idea of the circumstance he was in! He was faced with imminent death, yet he was still acting arrogantly!