Chapter 177 The Confilict Part Two

• Glancing around the luxurious ward and not seeing Maxwell, she thought he might be at work. She looked up, smiled, and greeted, "Hey, Second Young Master!"
• "Look carefully! I am Maxwell!" Maxwell stared at her, his expression indifferent with a hint of hostility as he spoke.
• What? Flora was taken aback, looking at him in astonishment. Maxwell? But Oliver was the one wearing this outfit yesterday! Could they have switched clothes? Flora had to admit that her judgment was poor; it was challenging to distinguish between the two. Usually, she relied on their behavior and facial expressions to identify them.