My Ex-Husband Wants Me Back

Chapter 192

Maxwell looked Lilian up and down, wondering what had gotten into her that day.

Why had she suddenly become so reasonable?

The look of surprise and doubt on Maxwell’s face could be seen through his reading glasses, especially

when she praised him for a job well done.

He had a very realistic delusion. When he was still a student and had to go on an excursion one time,

his mother had worriedly packed his luggage.

Suddenly, Lilian stood up quickly and trotted away.

After a while, she came back with an antique radio in her hand.

This was her favorite possession.

She handed it over directly and said, “Here you go. I’ll lend this to you for the time being. Young people

these days are so busy. They may not have time to talk to you. Listen to this to pass the time.”

Maxwell was somewhat touched by Lilian’s words.

He did not want to accept the antique radio, so he pushed it back to Lilian.

He said, “I’m going to get things done, not to be a nuisance. You usually can’t live without this radio.

Keep it with you! When I get back from Dellmoor, we can listen to it together.”

The bickering was a part of their everyday life. Now that one of them was heading out, the other

seemed reluctant to let

go.

A new guest had arrived at the Larson residence.

He claimed to be Kimberly’s grandfather, but everyone thought the idea itself was absurd.

Everyone in the Larson residence knew that Kimberly’s grandfather was Yandel, who lived in the

Larson estate.

Anderson, as the strict guard on duty, showed no mercy.

He kindly persuaded the old man to leave, “Sir, please return home. If you forgot your way back, I can

call the police for help.

Anderson’s words were full of affection, but they were registered as harsh and upsetting in Maxwell’s

ears.

After all, he had never been rejected like this before.

Even though he had been prepared for this, he could not adapt to it right away.

He began to lose his patience and yelled, “Get Kimberly out here!”

Right then, he assumed a commanding tone.

Fortunately, Anderson had developed a strong mettle and will to deal with all sorts of people..

Without sounding humble or overbearing, he said politely, “Sir, Ms. Larson is not at home. Even if she

is, she will not simply come out just to meet a stranger.”

Indeed, Anderson was trying to reason with the old man.

Yet, Maxwell would not heed him. He shouted again, “Fine, fine. I won’t make it difficult for you. I know

you’re just sticking to your post. I shall call her myself!”

John and Esther heard the noise outside. It sounded as if people were having a quarrel.

They hurried out to see what was going on.

They had been taking care of the Larson residence as if it were their own.

From a distance, Esther spotted a familiar face.

However, for a moment, she could not recall who the person was. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

John was in the same situation, but he had better eyesight.

He could see that it was Maxwell, the CEO of Levine Group in Norham.

John carefully observed the old man before confirming that he was Maxwell.

He called out, “Mr. Levine, what brings you here?”

As an elder in the Larson residence, John knew the history between the Larson family and the Levine

family.

Maxwell, who was still arguing with Anderson, heard someone calling him.

Puzzled, he turned around and saw a middle-aged man who was not particularly tall.

He did not recognize John at first. He racked his brains but could not manage to put a name to that

face.

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Maxwell sized up John with anticipation and asked, “Who are you?”

After all, John’s appearance had changed a lot after so many years.

In addition, John was one of the many people working at the Larson residence.

It was nonnal that Maxwell could not remember him.

At John’s reminder, realization dawned on Esther. She exclaimed, “Oh, no wonder that man seems so

familiar at first sight. It’s him!”

Smiling, John responded sternly, “You may have forgotten, but I’ve been working at the Larson

residence for a long time. I’m John, the butler.”

Maxwell listened earnestly to the butler. He managed to recall some fragments of memories, but none

that made a profound impression.

“Oh, it’s you. I think I know you. So many years have passed. I’m getting old now. There are so many

things and so many people that I have forgotten,” Maxwell said.

Maxwell did not say that as an excuse for not recognizing John.

Indeed, people tended to change as time passed.

John could confirm that the visitor was an acquaintance.

However, John then found himself in a dilemma. He was aware of the relationship between Maxwell

and Yandel.

He knew it was a case of emotional rift between the young.

Essentially, it had nothing to do with him and Esther.

He was put in a tough spot, as he could not decide if he should let Maxwell in.

“Mr. Levine, what brings you here?” John bit the bullet and asked the question on his

mind.

They would have to take things one step at a time.

Maxwell said he had come to seek out Kimberly’s aid.

This confused John even more.

Why would a remarkably capable CEO have the need to rely on others?

‘Mr. Levine, are you kidding me?’ John complained incessantly in his mind. ‘What’s going on?’

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Maxwell could make out John’s confusion and bafflement.

Then, Maxwell briefly explained to John his relationship with Kimberly.

John suddenly remembered the incident that happened during Christopher’s previous visit to the

Larson residence.

That was just a while ago. Christopher had just come by, and now it was Maxwell’s turn.

Since Maxwell was the grandfather of Kimberly’s ex-husband, and he had always been close to

Kimberly, John certainly did not dare to take the situation lightly.

John invited Maxwell into the Larson residence.

After Maxwell was seated in the living room, John served him coffee.

Then, John ran to the side and whispered something to Esther.

He told Esther to report to Kimberly that she had a distinguished guest from Norham.

Maxwell sat on the couch and roughly surveyed his surroundings.

He had been to the Larson residence several times before, so this was not exactly a strange place to

him.

However, there was no longer any traces of the past.

It seemed that the younger generation certainly had their own style.

In fact, this was not because Kimberly held no feelings of nostalgia.

In the beginning, when she had just returned, William and Whitney had occupied the Larson residence.

Back then, the two had severely messed up the Larson residence.

Kimberly made a big change to the entire house based on her own ideals.

Kimberly was in a meeting at Larson Corporation when Esther’s calls kept coming.

Kimberly got up to answer the phone, but before she could say anything, Esther beat

her to it.

She blurted, “Ms. Larson, Mr. Levine from Norham is at the Larson residence right

now.”