Chapter 70 Set A Trap (Part Two)

In case of getting into the trouble, Leila didn't want to get into the room. The rain fell on the eaves and fell like a curtain of rain, beating happily to the ground. Leila held her arms and squatted in front of the door. She preferred to wait outside than staying in the room awkwardly.

However, it seemed that Max didn't notice the existence of Leila at all. While Rosa was still talking about her childhood, he checked the time subconsciously and frowned.

‘Why hasn't she come back yet?’

"Max, at that time you were so different from who you are now..."

As Rosa spoke happily, she was totally lost in her memory. When Rosa found Max raise his hand and see the time on his wristwatch, she finally withdrew her mind. With a slight smile on her face, she asked in a low voice, "Max, are you waiting for someone?"

"It's time for her to come back," said Max, looking at Rosa indifferently.

Even if there was no clear explanation about who was "her", who else could live in the Max's apartment in the whole D city?

Rosa looked a little pale, but still maintained a graceful smile. She whispered, "Make a call and ask?"

Max pursed his lips and said, "It's getting late. I'll ask Mr. Zhang to send you back."

Rosa opened her mouth, trying to say something. But his words have stopped her, so she said softly, "Okay."

"Retreat for the sake of advancing" was her strategy seven years ago, and also her current one. Compared to her great success seven years ago, this time, Rosa was not in a certainty. On the contrary, she was a little uneasy. And this uneasiness came from a woman, who was exactly Leila that Max has mentioned as “her”.

Max walked to the door of the apartment and stopped there. A complex emotion surged in his eyes. He looked at the little woman squatting on the ground in front of him. She didn't seem to be aware of his existence. She stretched out her small white hands to meet with the rain.

Although the scene was unbelievab

r throat and said, "I have wrote it down."

Max stared at Leila deeply. He had thought that Leila was going to dictate something, but it turned out to be a pen account. He took the draft from her hand, glanced over it coldly, and said in a disdainful tone, "It seems that you really think your father is a fool."

Leila knew that her plan was not perfect, but she felt extremely uncomfortable when it was poked through by him like this. She lowered her eyes without saying anything. A glimmer appeared in Max's eyes. He said in an indifferent tone, "Money loopholes are not something you can make with your tricks."

Leila still didn't utter a word, sitting there quietly. Max didn't notice that he, who has always been silent, would say so many words.

"By then, you will not only fail to achieve your goal, but also expose yourself."

Leila raised her eyes and asked with a vanity, "Then what should I do?"

"Let me help you," said Max, fiddling her hair with his fingers.

Just as Max said, Leila was too naive in thinking about the money loophole. The head of the financial department was able to make money for so many years without being discovered, which meant that he had very strong hidden means and defensive capabilities. Even if she had some plans, she still couldn't find a way to take action.