When Mr. Maxwell saw that the elevator had reached the thirteenth floor, his heart was racing with anxiety! In fact, Mr. Maxwell was even thinking that after this, he must get his body checked out - his heart was beating so fast, would it really be alright?
Thump, thump!
The door was closed, and Mr. Maxwell didn't dare to go in rashly. Instead, he knocked on the door from outside.
Even as he waited for someone to open the door, Mr. Maxwell was extremely nervous. He couldn't even remember the last time he felt so tense. If it weren't for considering the capital behind George Flack, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths.
"Why are you here?" George asked, surprised to see Mr. Maxwell when he opened the door.
At this time, Aria Grant was still asleep. The doctor said there was no major issue, but she was weak and needed a good rest to recover. George didn't know if Aria hadn't opened her eyes because she was still unconscious or because she didn't want to face reality.