Chapter 207 - Stimulating Experience (1/2)
The general who was holding his phone pocketed it in a beat after hearing Wyatt's warning about keeping Maxen and Olivia's marriage under wraps.
Even with the big age-gap between the rest of the decorated officials in the room and Wyatt, they still showed their respects to the heir of the Wan and Ang families. They held the two families in high regard for having sons and daughters who served the country's military since time immemorial.
Knowing Wyatt's family background meant it was easy for the older generals to feel how heavy every single word that Wyatt uttered weighed. Add to that the young lad's accomplishments. Everyone knew how he never used a single connection to climb up the ranks, although using his name could easily propel him to.
Flashing a huge cheeky grin, Wyatt clamped a hand over the general's shoulder and said, ”Relax, Uncle. I just get overprotective sometimes with my friends. Didn't mean to scare you or anything.” He then released his hand and patted the general's back, who nervously laughed and nodded his head.
After what seemed to be a temporary relief from the tense situation, all eyes trained back in the center of the room where Maxen was still negotiating with his wife.
”I already told you, even if he sees you, he won't talk. He'll just mess with your head, which I don't want to happen.” Maxen held a finger up and switched the speaker off.
He didn't want anyone to hear Olivia arguing with him because his wife knows how to cook up a suggestion that could easily sway a person into agreeing with her.
”My brain was messed up a long time ago. I can handle anything, Max. And you shouldn't be worried about my safety because you will be right there beside me all the time. Right, baby?”
Taking a sharp breath, Maxen's c.h.e.s.t rose. His eyes darted to Lance Go who was babbling words Maxen couldn't make out of. Scratching the skin above his eyebrows, Maxen offered a deal.
��Okay, okay. I will let you join me for some fun in one condition.”
”I'm all ears.”
Maxen smiled upon hearing a hint of excitement laced in Olivia's voice. ”You can ask him one question. If he says the truth, then you can't join me. You know it will get boring if Lance easily gives you the answers. But… if he keeps his mouth shut, then you can pull all the fingers and toenails you want from him until he gives us what we want.”
”I can do that,” Olivia trailed off. ”I can ask him anything, right?”
”Anything,” Maxen confirmed. Peeling away the phone from his ears, he tapped the speaker button again and spoke, ”What's your question, baby?”
”Wait,” Olivia's shaky voice echoed in the room. ”Promise me first, Max.”
”What?” Maxen's eyes dilated, caught off guard with Olivia's demand.
”You heard me. I said, make a promise that you will honor our deal.”
”Baby? Of course, it is a promise. But if it's up to me, I don't like you seeing this mess. You're too beautiful to be in this room.”
”Maaax, but it's you who I wanted to see. You look s.e.xy when you get all worked up.”
Wyatt cleared his throat to steer the conversation back to the matter at hand when the husband and wife started flirting.
Maxen pivoted on his heel and stuck his tongue out for his brother to see.
”Priorities,” Wyatt mouthed, and rolled his eyes.
Maxen chuckled. ”You should have seen Wyatt's face. It's golden,” he narrated. He then placed the phone on the steel table and let his hand hover above the set of tools laid on top of it. He picked up a long-nose plier and a strip of cloth.
”Let us know when you're ready to ask anything that you want, baby,” Maxen spoke, urging Olivia. He then walked behind Lance Go, towering over the latter.