Female Novel
Chapter 530 Thief in the House
Although she was covering her face with her fingers, she was still peeking between her fingers. She
watched Maximilian and Victoria enviously. She wished she were the one on the bed, but now she was
the one standing and watching.
Flora regretted that she was really out of luck. Only if she had met Maximilian a few years earlier!
Maximilian stared at Flora as he thought Flora must have intruded deliberately. She was here to ruin
their beautiful night!
Victoria's face blushed and pushed Maximilian away. Then she sat up in a panic.
"We are just... it's nothing..." Victoria became shy as she talked. She turned over and gave Maximilian
a glare.
Maximilian blew his cheeks helplessly. He really wanted to push Flora out of the door at this moment.
"What do you want, Flora?" Maximilian asked impatiently.
Flora looked at Maximilian with aggrieved eyes. She took two steps closer to Victoria and took her
arms. Then she said, "Victoria, he's so mean to me!"
Maximilian looked at the girl with a poor expression. He didn't know what to say.
"Don't play that card. I'm the Victim here, OK? Why are you looking so wronged?"
"I'm here to notify you, and you yelled at me... hum," Flora looked like weeping.
Flora threw herself into Victoria's arms and pretended to cry.
Victoria patted Flora on the back and gave Maximilian a hint to say something nice.
"Don't be so mean to her. She said she was here for an emergency."
"No, she's here to spoil my fun."novelbin
Maximilian said and curled his lips. He didn't believe that Flora was here to tell him anything.
"It's real! You can check my call record with Harley just now. He said he would send a very experience
thief here to steal the thing. He even asked me to assist the thief! I'm a very grateful person, and I
came here immediately to warn you."
Flora said as she took out her phone and showed the record to Maximilian.
Maximilian read the record and found in surprise that Flora was telling the truth. He had misunderstood
her.
Seeing Maximilian stopped talking, Flora raised her head and said, "Now you know how much I care
about you guys."
"Okay, my mistake. Tell me how they are going to do it in detail."
Flora pouted and said with some dissatisfaction, "I'll forgive you for misunderstanding me, but you'll
have to reward me for this big favor, or I'm not sure if I'll still do this in the future."
"What do you want? How about going shopping with Victoria tomorrow, and I'll pay all your bills?"
Maximilian said with a smile.
Flora rolled her eyes because Maximilian's reward was not sincere at all.
"I don't want to go shopping. Why don't you cook for me and Victoria? I haven't tasted your cuisines
yet." Flora said with her eyes rolling.
Maximilian had no choice but to nod and replied, "OK, I'll cook a big meal for you tomorrow. You can
choose whatever dishes you like, and I'll cook them for you."
"Hee hee, well then. We'll go to the grocery tomorrow morning."
Flora chucked and added, "I told Harley that the Jade Dragon is in Victoria's dressing table. The thief
will come to the room to steal it. Maximilian, you have to protect us."
Victoria frowned slightly, and said nervously, "Will that work? Are we in danger?"
"You won't be in danger as long as I am here. Just sleep in your room like you usually do." Maximilian
said calmly.
"Aren't you going to be with us in the room? What if the thief comes in and has any bad thoughts on me
and Victoria? What shall we do then?"
Flora was afraid too when she thought of the thief that was coming in. Should anything happened, that
would definitely be a terrible memory.
Maximilian smiled and said, "They wouldn't be able to enter your room. Just rest assured. Now please
excuse me..."
Maximilian said as he waved his hand. Then he walked out of the room soon.
His good time with Victoria had ended. His blood was still boiling when he stayed in the room, so he
needed to get out and cool himself off.
He walked to the balcony and lit up a cigarette. Then he gazed out of the window and saw two
commercial cars parked downstairs.
With a slight movement of his brows, a smile appeared at the corner of Maximilian’s mouth.
"That's them. It seemed that they've got a lot of people. I'll see what they can do tonight." Maximilian
murmured.
At the exact same moment, Barnaby was looking at the window at Maximilian's place.
"The door access control is the most common type... so that's no problem for me. Do you have a floor
plan of Maximilian's home?"
Elliott looked at other people standing next to him. One of them took out a phone and opened a floor
plan.
"The one marked in red circle is Maximilian's home. The structure is quite simple.”
Barnaby took out his phone and checked carefully. Then he zoomed in and started to think about the
path of entry and exit.
Barnaby had had this habit for decades. It was an old admonition left by his instructors from ancient
times. "To steal, one had to figure out the path of the exit first." That was why he had never been
capture for the past decades.
He had encountered dangerous moments, but he escaped because he had a pre-planned escape
route.
He pictured that route in his mind for a while and finally had a plan. Then he returned the phone.
"That should be easy. I'm sure I can do it. The best time will be 2 o'clock in the morning. Elliott, shall we
wait here or go out to grab a meal first?"
"We'll wait here, of course. We can ask them to buy some food for us. I am afraid Maximilian will take
the piece of jade and flee while we are eating. Then we'll fail this mission."
Elliott said and looked at Barnaby sideways. The old man sounded like a layman.
Barnaby laughed awkwardly. He took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.
"I am a spontaneous thief. You're a very cautious man. I should learn from you today."
"Hah, you can never be organized and cautious enough, right? It's different from the old days when you
were just a snitch. Now let's check the time and we'll start at 2:30 in the morning." Elliott said with a
severe face.
Barnaby grinned bitterly and said, "OK, as you want."
The experienced thief thought Elliott was making a fuss.