The Queen's Back

Chapter 344

"What just happened?" Donald asked. He'd always known Gordon had a temper, even as a child when he used to bully others. Back then, Donald had often chosen to look the other way.

After all, Gordon was the youngest of the Carter family, and a bit of mischief hardly seemed harmful. But today, seeing the man on the ground with his face covered in blood stirred something within him. That figure, that face, bore an uncanny resemblance to Maxwell. Gordon handed Donald a fork and said, "It's nothing major. That man got bold enough to have surgery to look like Maxwell; he almost fooled Mona and everyone else. Maxwell thinks it was my doing and had him sent to me disfigured. But, Dad, you know I wouldn't have the nerve, nor would I dare to do something like that."

He spoke convincingly, insisting he didn't know the man and would say the same even if Maxwell stood before him. After all, that imposter hadn't seen him in person, and even if Maxwell suspected he was behind it, there was no evidence.

After listening, Donald glanced at Gordon, observing his composed expression and unable to tell if he was being truthful. But when it came to Maxwell, Donald didn't hold much affection, so he let it be. In the end, both Donald and Gordon shared a harmonious lunch. After Gordon left, he didn't go back to check on Mona's villa, concerned someone might see him. Instead, he had the guards watch over Maxwell, who moved to another one of his villas.

When someone checked on the guards, they were still sound asleep, but Maxwell was missing. Upon waking, they quickly began blaming each other for the oversight. Faced with Gordon, none dared lift their heads or expect any rewards.

Gordon's voice was icy as he said, "Didn't you all enjoy drinking? Send them off to serve as bar escorts." Serving drinks, of course, would be anything but pleasant for them.

After finishing up, Nigel reported back to Maxwell, who responded with a brief acknowledgment and instructed him to wait at the office. So many days had passed, and Maxwell was still in the dark about the exact state of the company-he needed Nigel to fill him in on the details.

As Maxwell hung up the phone, Mona wrapped her arms around his and asked, "Are you heading to the office?"

tomorrow, I'll be free," Maxwell replied softly. "Tonight, let's have dinner with your grandparents." Though he didn't want to leave

charming plea. "Once we're at the office, I won't bother you-I'll just sit quietly and watch a show. How about that?" "Alright, come if you'd like," Maxwell replied indulgently. He'd wondered if he could even focus on work with Mona, but he knew they'd likely spend time together. Forget it, he thought; he knew she was still shaken and needed the comfort. They'd go together. With Maxwell's approval, Mona's lips curved into a smile, her eyes full of warmth as she looked at him. Luckily, Haley and Albert were out training; otherwise, they would probably have to close their eyes

that someone else might have undergone aesthetic surgery

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Chapter 344

or it would take her a long time

"What's wrong? Why

if something like this happens again, and I

in a specific spot only you

tattoo hurts," Mona

Maxwell asked, contemplating the idea of a tattoo. The more he thought about it, the more he liked the idea of having something

that's the case, I'll get one too, just like yours. I want to have you

thinking the same as I am. I'll get you tattooed on me too. But, Mona, it will hurt a lot. Are you sure you can handle it?" He asked, a hint of concern in his voice. Maxwell was in a dilemma; he wanted Mona to tattoo him on her body,