Anna Jadwin halted, her hand tightening as she forcibly dragged herself over.
She came here to gather evidence.
"Maxwell Cameron, can you have someone record their intimate moments?"
Maxwell raised an eyebrow: "What do you want to do?"
"Take it out and look at it from time to time to remind myself!"
"Alright." He laughed wildly, sitting down in the chair with her haughtily.
Wayne Bailey glanced at Anna Jadwin coolly, then at Maxwell Cameron's face, "Mr. Cameron is quite passionate."
Maxwell smirked, eyeing Vanessa Sinclair up and down, a wicked look in his eyes, "New lover?"
Vanessa blushed under Maxwell's gaze, her heart screaming: So gorgeous!
Not the same category as Wayne Bailey's mature and stable demeanor, this man is dangerously free-spirited and lethal.
"Your taste has declined." Maxwell's disdainful gaze swept across, "Just had a rose, now switching to daffodils. Your appreciation level has deteriorated significantly."
