Chapter 47

　　Harold's hand was suddenly clenched, and several clear noises loomed into Maximo's ears. He raised his head and looked at Maximo, knowing that Maximo knew about it. If he knew, this is definitely his most unfavorable weakness. 　　"Is that Max? Come in." 　　The old man's voice came from inside. Maximo looked at Harold, slightly curled his lips, and responded with a sound, crossing Harold and entered. 　　Harold turned his head and watched him go in. His undulating chest showed his forbearance at the moment. 　　When Jillian heard the sound at the door, her heartbeat had not been normal and she subconsciously wanted to hide, but since she got injured legs, she could only sit on the sofa and could not do anything. 　　Maximo came in and looked at the person who was on the sofa. He didn't intend to embarrass her, but walked to the old man's side, "Uncle." 　　"Max hasn't gone home for a long time, right? Why did you think of going home recently?" The old m