Chapter 401 My Billionaire Missing Lover

• Maximus thought, “As soon as she realized I didn’t come home, I couldn’t wait to come knocking, and she even brought so many helpers!” Maximus chuckled at the audacity of Huntley’s actions. If Huntley were to go berserk, tearing down the veil of modesty, exposing their secrets to the public, and maybe even giving him a well-deserved slap, he might have a shred of respect left for her. But Huntley remained timid, clinging to him like a lifeline. Maximus was growing increasingly impatient. He coldly said, “Don’t bother,” and then hung up the phone without hesitation.
• On the other end of the line, his secretary was almost in tears. He couldn’t help but wonder, “Mr. Frank, would it hurt to let me finish speaking? Didn’t I say ‘a group? Do you understand the meaning of ‘a group‘? It means three or more people, which is quite an understatement.” The secretary lowered his head, glanced up, and discreetly counted in his mind: 1, 2, 3, 8, 9, 10, 18 people! This was beyond being just a “group“; it had turned into a full-fledged organization! The secretary trembled and looked at the woman in front of him, who appeared friendly and warm. “Mr. Frank said he has some business to attend to and will be back shortly. You can wait here.”
• Elena frowned and turned to Olivia, asking, “Miss Taylor, are we supposed to wait?” Olivia raised her gaze nonchalantly and replied, “Go to Maximus’s apartment.” With those words, the group of people left in an organized manner. The secretary breathed a sigh of relief and made another call to Maximus. On the other end of the line, Maximus was on the verge of anger. “Didn’t I tell you not to call me again? Are you trying to get yourself killed?” “Mr. Frank,” the secretary hurriedly interjected before Maximus could hang up, “that group of people is heading to your apartment, and they’ve already left.