Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 17 Still Care About Your Ex

Maverick then proceeded to guess if Gwendolyn’s disappearance was related to Treyton.

With his brows furrowed, he instructed coldly, “Continue searching. Send some people to investigate Treyton too. Report back to me once you find her.”

“Yes, sir.”

Noah nodded, but there was a look of defiance on his face.

Perplexed to see that he was still standing there, Maverick asked, “Why aren’t you leaving? Do you have something to tell me?”

Noah was in a dilemma for a moment because he knew his following words would enrage his boss. Nevertheless, he could not help it.

“You’re starting to clude me, Mr. Wright. You and Ms. Shalders are already divorced, yet you still care about her so much and are giving the cold shoulder to Ms. Mossey, the person you should actually have concern for. Just what exactly is on your mind?”

Maverick’s gaze darkened. He picked up the glass ashtray from the table and threw it toward the spot beside Noah’s feet.

“Get lost,” he snarled.

Noah then left, not ignorant enough to linger.

Maverick lit two more cigarettes after that. His expression, enveloped by the curtain of cigarette smoke, seemed inscrutable.

Feeling a little hungry, he rose to his feet and walked to the fridge.

Once he opened the fridge door, he found that the fridge was stocked with a wide variety of fruits and vegetables that he liked.

for a long

he vaguely recalled that Gwendolyn’s expectant gaze was what first caught his eyes every time he returned

slippers before saying, “You’re home. It must have been a long day for you. You’re starving, aren’t you?

always mocking the warm dinner she had

thankless and arduous task, yet that silly woman

thought, Maverick let

felt like

the last sentence Gwendolyn said to him before

in his ears.

years of

never wronged me, what is going on between

second he realized he had been thinking about Gwendolyn nonstop, and he quickly closed the fridge

Corporation’s lobby was crowded

in a few rows as they waited for their CEO to arrive, all the

entrance of the lobby with Gwendolyn, who specifically picked out an

a high ponytail, making her look sensual yet

the crowd erupted

Gwendolyn walking

to the middle of the lobby and announced solemnly, “This is our new talent director,

out in a

the warm welcome, Gwendolyn politely nodded with a

for the short–term objectives before allowing everyone except

is new here. She’s unfamiliar with our

brown wavy hair. Although her makeup looked flamboyant,

nodded fervently and smiled enthusiastically. “Don’t worry, Mr. Harris. I’ll do

face instantly disappeared after he left. “Gwendolyn, please follow me,” she