It's him.
It was indeed him who appeared at the most critical moment and then saved her.
She was rescued from a desperate situation.
She didn't know why Maxwell Saxon appeared here, nor why he happened to save her, but she had never been so grateful for his appearance.
Thinking about those guys with blond hair, her body trembled slightly, still shaken by fear.
She couldn't imagine what she would have faced if Maxwell hadn't appeared in time.
She didn't move, obediently leaning against his chest, her body, stiffened by fear and despair, relaxing in Maxwell's cool and fragrant embrace.
Feeling her change, Maxwell's gaze shifted slightly, and he looked down at her.
This woman, usually full of thorns when facing him, was now uncharacteristically quiet and well-behaved.
It seemed she was truly scared.
Maxwell's eyes flashed with a trace of ruthlessness.
He would make those audacious men pay the price.
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