Dragon Master

Mr. Lee?

Their minds went blank for a moment, and they tried to figure out the person surnamed Lee.

The first person they thought of was Maximilian.

All of a sudden, they fixed their eyes on him and felt incredible.

How could it possible that Maximilian was related to all the moguls they met today.

“The food is for Maximilian? Are you sure you are not kidding? Why should a man like him be given such a fancy dinner?”

Marcus asked, wondering if Maximilian had done anything stupid.

Maximilian cast a glance at Thomas and Thomas knew it was time for him to leave; otherwise Maximilian might be angry with him.

“I'm not joking. I have something else to do, so I should leave now. Everyone, please enjoy yourself”

Thomas bowed and took his exit. He took an exhale only when he was far away from the room.

He found it so hard to say anything under Maximilian’s gaze.

“I never expected that it's so hard to give away something.” Thomas murmured and picked up his pace.

The room fell silent. Everyone was staring at Maximilian like there was a flower on his face.

Humphrey felt irritated because what he had done today only made Maximilian seem better than him.

“I'm graduated from a prestigious university abroad and I'm the rising star of the industry. I have sworn to marry Victoria. And I will never be inferior to this stupid Maximilian! I will never lose to a half-wit! “

treat us like that?” Humphrey asked

anything. He just looked at Humphrey with a

a trap? I heard that prisoners will be

into laughter, and cast a sympathetic glance at

a poor

the feast was in front of them, none of

remained silent and the smile in his

anymore, so he shouted at

what you've told me to do.” Maximilian

his blood pumping

you understand human language? Just tell me what is between you and Manager Thomas. How could he offer

legs, suggesting him

“I assume this is the feast a student throw to his teacher and since you are here today, I thought I shouldn't make this another present for your birthday. If you don’t dare to eat, I will make

silent and afraid to move their

it before it gets cold. The

lips and didn't say

all, so did

they believed that no matter how decent Thomas was, it was impossible

he wanted to be

brains out, they could not think of another

could only suppress

If they refused the food, it would be an insult to Thomas. So not matter what, they

manager, we should just enjoy it. I believe a mogul like him will not poison us in his restaurant. Let's just leave

something would happen,

hungry when seeing Maximilian eating and the food on the table. So

most. It seemed that he turned his agony

in front of him and wait for his