Chapter 243 Block His Bank Account

• Max swallowed hard but shook his head, keeping his focus on the screen. “No, ma’am. Sometimes, my fingers shake when I type, especially when I'm working under pressure.”
• "Are you sure?" Anabel asked with a smile while looking at him. Then she noticed another thing. Max was sweating. He was dripping from his forehead, glistening under the office lights.
• The air conditioning was running at full blast, keeping the room comfortably cool, yet Max was sweating like a man standing under the scorching sun.