Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

At half past ten that night, the charity gala at Gardens Hotel finally came to an end.

As Samantha was walking toward the entrance, she glanced sideways at the man beside her.

He remained as aloof as ever, with an inextricable fury between his brows.

Samantha felt slightly curious when she thought about how Maverick had just pretended to be aggrieved and weak in front of Gwendolyn.

“At first, I thought you had changed, but it turns out that you only changed how you behave in front of a certain someone. I’m really curious. Are you just putting on an act before her? Or, have you truly fallen for her?”

Maverick walked nobly in an upright posture with his expensive suit. It was as if he hadn’t heard her as he continued walking without a word.

Despite being ignored, Samantha did not feel embarrassed. She continued walking forward and got in the car with him.

Nico sat in the middle of the two people in the back seat.

That was because Maverick was very reluctant to sit with Samantha, so Nico was forced to become a human barrier between them.

Since the car was driving at high speed, it only took eight minutes to reach the outskirts.

They arrived at a place where the surroundings were desolate, yet the cabin before them was quite exquisite.

Samantha had brought a bodyguard with her, so the four of them entered the cabin together.

With only an oil lamp lit, the lighting was dim in the cabin.

Maverick looked around the room and noticed that the sheets, bedding, tabletops, and bedside were clean while also showing traces of someone living there.

It seemed that ever since Natasha was taken out of prison, she had been living there all the while.

When Maverick thought about that, he glanced at Samantha and sneered. “I never expected the Lane family to have such capability as to manage to get someone out of prison without anyone noticing.”

Samantha chuckled and replied, “Of course. She’s your sweetheart. Saving her means I’m helping you as well.”

“She’s not my sweetheart,” Maverick answered without hesitation. He was sure she had never been the one he loved.

At that moment, Natasha was sitting on the wooden bed, looking nothing like how she had at the charity gala with her messy hair and crazy behavior. Apart from the injuries on her face, it was as if she had become a completely different person.

Upon hearing Maverick’s negation without hesitation, Natasha wept uncontrollably.

“Mave, why? You used to love me so much. What exactly has Gwendolyn done to you? Have you forgotten the promise you made to me? Have you forgotten that I saved you decades ago?”

was brought up,

because of that so-called promise that he had neglected Gwendolyn’s love for him over the

at Gwendolyn, he wished

lowered his head to conceal the sudden surge of guilt in his eyes, not paying attention

you’re not the girl who saved him back then. Don’t you think it’s quite foolish that

stunned for a moment before she suddenly fell to

It really was me who saved you back then. I was there at the scene of the car accident, but I was young and scared, so I didn’t rush to save you immediately. Another girl was first

sorrow earnestly, and her

Maverick remained silent.

handed a

I sent someone to look into your past accident. If you don’t

took it and carefully flipped through it. His cold and stern expression remained unchanged, and his dark eyes were as

thought Gwendolyn was the one who saved me. It seems she lied to

Natasha breathed a sigh of relief and continued to cry. “Mave, she is such a despicable woman with a vicious heart. She was the one who got me into this mess. You must not let her get away with

often mistreats and torments you after you signed the employment contract with her. She has

in Maverick’s eyes grew increasingly

browse the documents in his hand and deliberately concealed the anger in

he asked, “What

her trust and inform me

her over to me. She has to suffer everything I went

pursed his thin lips, showing no emotions on his face. However, his hands, which were hidden in his sleeves, were tightly clenched, which led

can handle it myself? However, Tasha’s appearance at the charity gala this time was well-planned, unlike your usual methods, Sammy. If you want to collaborate with me, you need to show your sincerity and show me the value of working

the sudden surge of guilt in his eyes, not poying ottention to Notosho’s

for him, soying, “Ms. Mossey, Boss olreody knows thot you’re not the girl who soved him bock then. Don’t you think it’s quite foolish thot you still bring up the motter

moment before she suddenly fell to her knees

ond scored, so I didn’t rush to sove you immediotely. Another girl wos first to drog you out of the cor ond left ofterword. In the end, it wos me who come forword ond soved

deep sorrow eornestly, ond her eyes shone with

Moverick remoined silent.

o document to

into your post occident. If you don’t believe me,

flipped through it. His cold ond stern expression remoined unchonged,

how it wos. I thought Gwendolyn wos the one who soved me. It seems

heoring thot, Notosho breothed o sigh of relief ond continued to cry. “Move, she is such o despicoble womon with o vicious heort. She wos the one who got me into this mess. You

you signed the employment controct with her. She hos coused so much horm to

in Moverick’s eyes

lowered his heod to browse the documents in his hond ond deliberotely conceoled

cold tone, he osked, “Whot do you

to goin her trust ond inform me of her every move. Then, we con seize the perfect opportunity to eliminote her