Chapter 17

It was Elara Hamilton, Maxwell's younger sister. "Maxwell, how was my acting just now? Did I really sell that feeling of unrequited love? To help you chase after Reyna, I even took a kick for you! Don't you think I deserve a 60-thousand-dollar bag for all that effort?" Maxwell smiled faintly and casually gave her a phone number. "Whatever you like, he's picking up the tab." "You're the best, Maxwell!" … Just then, the door to the private room opened, and the waiter began bringing in the dishes in succession. Reyna was starving after a long day. She was about to cut her steak when her plate was suddenly taken away. A second later, a neatly sliced steak was placed in front of her. Reyna looked up to see Maxwell slightly tilting his chin. "Do you really need to lift a finger for something as trivial as this?" His tone was unusually attentive. Throughout the meal, Maxwell focused on being the perfect host, serving her fruit and dessert. Reyna seemed to be enjoying the meal well