The Poor Billionaire's Revenge.

Chapter 81

The men were outside waiting for Maxwell by the time he got out of the house. Zander had only a few hours left for his meeting. "Take the south route; it's faster that way." He told Maxwell.

"But uncle, I am not familiar with the normal route, not to mention the south." Maxwell complained. He knows within him that he cannot handle a car on his own on the south route leading to South Swinton.

He has never taken that route in his life, and now the task demands that he drive down with a map he could barely understand. Maxwell had already given up when Zander showed up in front of the building with his pants unhooked in the waist, tugging slightly into white innerwear. His belt head dangling side by side as he takes swift steps forward.

"Mancho will drive; I called him already; he should be here in a moment." His words had barely reached the ground when a honk came at the gate.

"Oh, that's him." Maxwell watched the car drive in with so much skill. This man must be skilled.

Zander only