Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Gwendolyn frowned slightly, sensing a hint of flirtation in those words.

She snorted coldly and retorted with a hint of sarcasm, “I don’t remember if you were any good before, but now, I guess you’re just…”

Maverick’s face turned pale instantly as he understood her meaning. Due to the injection of the special drug, his physical strength was no longer what it used to be.

But as a man, how could he possibly admit defeat in that aspect?

Without hesitation, he responded, “Why don’t we try it now? See if I’m still as good?”

“Are you out of your mind!”

Gwendolyn was furious and glared at Maverick. She viciously pinched his left cheek with her hand and twisted it hard.

“Ouch, that hurts…”

Maverick’s face scrunched up in pain, but he didn’t dare to dodge. All he could do was whine and cry out in pain.

Only then did Gwendolyn let go angrily.

A large red mark appeared on the left side of his face. Though it hurt so much that he was almost in tears, he didn’t dare to rub it in front of Gwendolyn and could only flash her an aggrieved expression.

Even though she knew he was putting on an act for her, she felt much better when she saw his sad face, and her anger subsided.

“Get out and start your first day. I’m going back to Angle.”

“All right.”

Maverick first brushed off the thin layer of dust on his knee and pant leg, then sat back in the car seat. After adjusting his collar slightly, he put on a cool expression as he opened the car door and stepped out of the vehicle.

Gwendolyn watched as the man effortlessly switched between expressions. Such a waste he didn’t go on to become an actor!

She then called to arrange for William and Ryan, who were in a car behind hers, to follow Maverick while she went straight to Angle.

Time seemed to fly by when one was working diligently.

It was almost the end of the work day, and Gwendolyn was getting ready to call Yulia to ask about the situation with the Balmoral Grand project.

Before she could dial the number, she received an incoming call from Yulia.

The woman sounded very excited as she told Gwendolyn, “Boss, I don’t know what Mr. Wright did, the situation at Balmoral Grand has already returned to normal, and it’s only his first day! The atmosphere among the construction team is also very harmonious. It’s truly amazing!”

Gwendolyn frowned slightly upon hearing that. “You’ve only known him for a day, and you’re already calling him Mr. Wright?”

“Huh? No, no, no! I will always be loyal to you, Boss! My heart belongs to you, whether in life or death.”

Gwendolyn rubbed her forehead and said, “Enough. I don’t need a beautiful ghost hovering around me in the afterlife.”

A chuckle escaped Yulia’s mouth at that.

Gwendolyn quickly regained her composure and instructed, “Continue working with him and review all his decisions personally. Let him be in charge in public, but you call the shots behind the scenes. Also, learn from the way he handles problematic projects.”

“Yes, Boss.”

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when he heard his beloved little sister say she valued him the most, his

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“Thank you, Treyton.”

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