Chapter 63: Domestic Affairs of the Sandoval Family

Coldness permeated the room unknowingly. Andreas shivered violently and his expression gradually became cold and ferocious. His handsome face seemed to be distorted. When he stared at Greta and Maxwell, a trace of cold light flashed across his eyes. Maxwell and Greta were being way too intimate with their arms held together tightly. Maxwell took the opportunity to reach out his big hand to grasp Greta’s soft hand. Feeling the tender skin on her hand, he rubbed it continuously… Although Greta was clam on the surface, she felt butterflies in the stomach, so she could only force a smile before asking, “Mr. Andreas, is there any problem?” “He’s your husband?” Andreas pulled himself back. With the wine glass in his hand, he lifted his leg and strode forward, exuding an imposing aura towards Greta. Greta’s fine hairs rose and her expressions became serious… Judging from Andreas’ reaction, apparently he was bearing some bad intentions! Just as Andreas’ imposing aura was about to envelop