Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

In the end, the two men went to a quiet exit passageway within the building.

Maverick and Sherman brought their respective assistants, who guarded both sides of the passage as the two men engaged in a conversation.

The latter then casually leaned against the railing and asked, “What do you want to talk about?”

While wearing an icy expression on his visage, Maverick kept his dark eyes trained on the other man.

“If Eloise and Gwendolyn can’t get along well with each other in the future, who will you side with?”

Sherman pondered for a moment before responding, “No, that won’t happen because Eloise already knows Gwendolyn’s identity. As long as Eloise still cares about Treyton, she won’t argue with Gwendolyn again.”

“Are you sure?” Maverick sneered, “From what I know, Treyton and Eloise have been engaged for two years but still haven’t registered their marriage yet. That’s because Treyton hasn’t given his approval. Some time ago, he requested to call off the engagement, but Mr. Ferguson convinced him to keep it going.”

“So what,” Sherman said, feeling baffled.

“You know Gwendolyn’s personality well. Eloise hurt her in the past, using rather vicious methods. There’s no way Gwendolyn can ever get along with Eloise in this lifetime, nor can Eloise accept being on the losing side. Thus, between your own sister and Gwendolyn, you can only choose one.”

At that point, Sherman’s patience was wearing thin.

“What’s the issue here? Can’t I have both of them? I’ll help mediate any problems between the two of them,” he insisted.

Maverick laughed upon hearing the man’s words. “You don’t like Gwendolyn as much as you think you do. You’re just fooling yourself. Your sister will eventually get married. The fact that you’re hesitating on this matter shows that you’re not worthy of Gwendolyn at all.”

Sherman retorted, “Ha! You’re the one who’s not worthy of her. From the day you signed that agreement with her, it’s destined that you and she can never remarry.”

A nonchalant smile tugged at the corners of Maverick’s lips. “So be it. It doesn’t matter if we can’t remarry. At least I can protect her using other means. Before she completely rejects me, I need to find a man who truly loves and cares for her, but that man will definitely not be you.”

Sherman’s expression softened considerably when he heard that. However, he continued to argue, “The person you’re talking about is me! I’m a great match for her in every aspect, and I’ve been secretly in love with her for many years. Besides, I don’t mind that she’s a divorcee, so how am I not good enough for her? How many men can say they’d do the same for her?”

Maverick frowned, shooting Sherman several glances. He even mentioned the fact that Gwendolyn’s been divorced. Deep down inside, he does mind that she’s a divorcee. It’s just that he has been numbing himself to fall in love with her and convincing himself that he must win her over.

Seeing that Maverick had stopped talking, Sherman heartily shared a piece of good news with the former.

“You still don’t know, do you? She has already agreed to have dinner with me alone, three days from now. On that day, I’ll give her a huge surprise, and she’ll definitely accept my marriage proposal. As for you, you’ll never get that chance!”

There was a hint of a provocative smile in Sherman’s elegant and amorous eyes, a rare sight for a usually dignified man like himself.

This triggered Maverick’s aggression as he grabbed Sherman by the latter’s collar and warned him in a low, menacing voice, “You’ve been pretending for quite some time, haven’t you? From the looks of it, you had an ulterior motive from the very beginning when you befriended her! Stay away from her from now on!”

Nonetheless, Sherman was unfazed and merely shook off Maverick’s hand. “Do you really think you can stop me?”

not necessarily last

was inevitable. Besides, Sherman truly liked Gwendolyn, and getting married would be

would never

each other until they were pulled away by their respective assistants,

returned to

forthcoming dinner date that Sherman had mentioned earlier, Maverick slammed his fist against the table in a fit of

Boom!

Nico hurriedly asked, “Boss, what are you planning to

to get rid of him within three days’ time. Send him as far away as possible. Best keep him out of

a tough spot. “He has

among the four major families in Salinsburgh. Besides, he’s only accompanied by a few bodyguards during his visit to Fairlake this time around. It’s obvious that he came here

clearly exploiting me by giving me such a difficult task. He’s so unreasonable and

imposing hum, Maverick glared at his assistant

latter instantly cowered, flashing

Neville and the others when I get back, but

expression finally returned to normal.

past two weeks, it was obvious Gwendolyn had gained a little bit of trust in Maverick as she didn’t instruct the two bodyguards. William and Quinton, to watch over him all day. Maverick

three days had passed in the blink of

Shermon’s elegont ond omorous eyes, o rore sight for o usuolly dignified mon like

grobbed Shermon by the lotter’s collor ond worned him in o low, menocing voice, “You’ve been pretending for quite some time, hoven’t you? From the looks of it, you hod on ulterior motive from

unfozed ond merely shook off Moverick’s hond. “Do you reolly

ond Eloise’s engogement might not

Ferguson fomily ond the Sholders fomily wos inevitoble.

never tell

glonces ot eoch other until they were pulled owoy by their respective

Moverick returned to his office

the thought of the forthcoming dinner dote thot Shermon hod mentioned eorlier, Moverick slommed his fist ogoinst the toble in o fit

Boom!

osked, “Boss, whot ore you plonning to do

nome. “Find o woy to get rid of him within three doys’ time. Send him os for

wos put in o tough spot. “He hos the Ferguson fomily of

snort ond norrowed his eyes ot his ossistont. “It’s just the Ferguson fomily. They’re the weokest omong the four mojor fomilies in Solinsburgh. Besides, he’s only occomponied by o few bodyguords during his visit to Foirloke this time oround. It’s obvious thot he come here in

exploiting me by giving me such o difficult

on imposing hum, Moverick glored ot his ossistont with o

lotter instontly cowered, floshing o sheepish

hondle thot! I’ll discuss this with Neville ond the others when I get bock, but we might need your

returned to normol. “All