Chapter 88 My Brother Inlaw Two

Celine looked like she had been dazed. Her eyes scanned the elegance of Maxwell's stature. He was wearing a long sleeve shirt with both hands folded almost to his elbow. The muscles of his arms pressed tightly on the shirt. Celine could not help but gaze upon the firmness of his chest. The top buttons of his chest were left open, ushering a little window for Celine to see a part of his ripped chests. Her eyes darted all over his body. "Good morning," Maxwell greeted her. "Are you…okay?"