Chapter 53: Selection

At the villa complex's entrance, the security guard watched as Maxwell, carrying a burlap sack, walked through the gate. He turned his head, trying to ignore Maxwell's odd behavior. The guards couldn't help but grumble internally. Why would a rich guy act so weird? He never drove, and they didn't know if he had a job. If they didn't know him, they would have stopped him. If Maxwell called their supervisor, they would lose their jobs. Therefore, they were so frustrated. "You're loaded. Why not...