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?”

up, a terrifyingly

was precisely because of that so-called promise that he had neglected Gwendolyn’s love for

he thought of the insults he had once hurled at Gwendolyn, he wished to

of guilt in his eyes, not paying attention to Natasha’s

saying, “Ms. Mossey, Boss already knows that you’re not the girl who saved

a moment before she suddenly fell to her knees weakly by Maverick’s feet as if she was

you were deceived by her! 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 to drag you out of the car and left afterward. In the end, it was me who came

in deep sorrow earnestly,

Maverick remained silent.

a document to

look into your past accident.

His cold and stern expression remained unchanged, and his dark eyes

was the one

such a despicable woman with a

and said, “Mave, I heard that she often mistreats and torments you after you signed the employment contract with her. She has caused so much harm to Ms. Mossey, who is your

look in Maverick’s

his head to browse the documents in his hand and deliberately

he

trust and inform me of her every move.

me. She has to suffer everything I went through in prison. I want her to experience the ultimate torment

were hidden in his sleeves, were

asked calmly, “Why should I join forces with you if I 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

sudden surge of guilt in his eyes, not

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