Unrivaled Dragon Lord

Chapter 30: Just a Househusband

The next morning, a ray of golden sunlight shone from the window onto Greta's long sexy eyelashes. She opened her beautiful eyes slowly.

The alarm clock rang out and woke up the beautiful Greta. She rubbed her bleary eyes and stretched herself.

A strange warmth made her feel comfortable. Her waist didn't hurt anymore.

To her surprise, it didn't hurt as usual.

Could it be because he gave her a massage last night?

Greta was doubtful. The massage she had last night had surprisingly good effect. Her waist and lower abdomen didn't hurt anymore.

Greta wore a nightgown and she was drowsy. She walked down the stairs in sandals. She saw Harriet and Leila sitting beside the dining table and eating breakfast.

Greta sat down beside Harriet and said meaningfully, "Greta, do you get up so late every day?"

"So what?" Greta picked up a sandwich and didn't care about that.

"When you studied at the Pennsylvania Business School, you had a regular routine. If the media knew that the No. 1 business beauty in Ocean City was sloppy at home, many people would get heartbroken," Harriet said impolitely.

Greta glared fiercely at Harriet, "Harriet, you didn't learn anything except to mock me after spending so many years overseas?"

"Of course not." Harriet glanced at Greta's plump breasts. "Although your size is bigger than that of many women in China, it is no different from the A Cup overseas."

"Don't be crazy." Greta glanced at Harriet. Maxwell took the opportunity to curry favor with Greta and smiled, "Ms. Greta is busy with work; she needs more sleep."

Greta glanced at Maxwell and it was rare for her to not feel disgusted.

After breakfast, Greta spent half an hour dressing up in front of the dressing mirror. She wore a silver dress and then walked down from the second floor, leaving the villa.

Her phone rang. Greta frowned and answered the

"No! I don't agree!"

She was furious. She turned around and glared at Maxwell

who was

invited you over for tea!" Greta gritted her teeth tightly. She didn't

what the person was thinking about but

his sense. He was

had never thought of this treatment.

night, gained her trust, and approached Greta

to find an opportunity

carton of milk,

superb. As the vice-captain of the Task Force, she was proficient

Although Leila drove the

the middle as a boundary. Maxwell was not allowed to touch the bag. Otherwise, Greta would ask Maxwell to sit

help but stare at Greta's

When Maxwell was fascinated by her legs, Greta said coldly and angrily. Maxwell was

he looked up, he noticed that Greta became angry, looked at him coldly and

mosquito on your leg," Maxwell smiled embarrassedly. Greta crossed her arms over her

she believe

and felt disgusted. She stretched out her

at the rearview and saw what he did. She was more certain of her

at Leila meaningfully. Leila

to deceive Leila. How could

later, the Maybach stopped at the entrance of the Sandoval Tower slowly. The door was opened. Maxwell stepped out

car and stood on the floor with a crisp sound.

Greta. She was the beautiful president of the Sandoval Group, but who was

this sloppy, bearded man

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