Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Matthew’s expression darkened as he could tell he was being looked down upon.

“Who do you think you are? You don’t have a say in anything I do in the police station. Take her away!” He made a gesture, and all the police officers in the room swarmed over, seemingly determined to take Gwendolyn away immediately.

Maverick was furious.

A wicked yet deep male voice suddenly sounded from outside the door just as he was about to speak, stopping him before he even had a chance to start. “Mr. Scott, you’re speaking with such authority!”

Matthew and all the police officers shuddered at the sound of that. The former sprang to his feet and his body stiffened instantly.

Gwendolyn’s face darkened in mere seconds.

I was so close. Whoever this is, arrived on time.

Maverick silently sat back down after regaining his composure.

He knew who it was as soon as he heard that voice, and his handcuffed fists clenched even tighter subconsciously.

Gwendolyn had a thing for people with good looks. She employed the most handsome ones, even when it came to her bodyguards.

Maverick remembered that this man was exceptionally good-looking.

Will Gwendolyn…

His obsidian-like eyes darkened as he instinctively turned his head to look at Gwendolyn.

It turned out that Gwendolyn was not paying attention to his appearance. She appeared to be somewhat unhappy and had a slightly upset expression on her face as though something else was bothering her.

The door opened, and the man who entered was dressed in a solemn military uniform underneath a dark green and black fur military coat.

The man was burly and standing straight. He had delicate features and a sharp nose. With his slightly narrowed eyes, he exuded an intimidating aura.

His deep blue, gem-like pupils, which complemented his eyes, were his most stunning features and added a touch of charm to his looks. He appeared both righteous and wicked in his military uniform, making him even more attractive than a woman.

All the policemen, including Matthew, respectfully bowed their heads and greeted him with reverence as soon as he entered, “Greetings, Mr. Newton.”

the fourth son of the

would address him formally. Charles held a very important position as the Director

woman of Epean and Alendor nationality, so he inherited a striking pair of deep blue

nervously as his mind was filled with confusion,

order from my superiors, so how did

Asher and the mysterious head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation would likely have more power in this

and even his real identity and background remained a mystery. It was said that he left on

you to our humble town of Fairlake, Mr. Newton? You should have let your subordinates inform us,

Charles completely ignored him.

heater was on, and it was warmer inside. Charles took off his coat and handed it to his subordinate. Then, he walked toward

was only then did Gwendolyn

overlapped with

beautiful eyes widened slightly, and she had

with a smile, and his eyes were like a deep, brilliant blue ocean filled with

Samantha looked

Maverick was dumbfounded.

He felt nauseous.

initially concerned that Gwendolyn might be drawn to Charles’ appearance, but it turned out that they had known each other for quite some

she was calling

pale, thin lower

gazed at her with warmth and tenderness. Surprisingly, she didn’t shy away when he raised his hand

grabbed Gwendolyn’s arm instinctively,

“What’s wrong?” Gwendolyn inquired.

welled up with tears, his brows furrowed slightly, and a look of grievance spread across his pale, handsome face. “Gwendolyn, I don’t feel so

on his feeble expression,

a moment and raised his arm without hesitation.

wrists were now swollen and had a deep red ring of blood around them from the handcuffs. The sight was

Gwendolyn did not feel sorry for him. Instead, her expression turned cold

handcuff? The fact that it’s tightened like that clearly shows that he did it himself! Was he putting on a

silent as she pursed her lips tightly and fixed her gaze on

first to react, and his tone was icy as he looked at Matthew. “You’re already using handcuffs? Who taught you this method

are suspects, so…” Matthew said hesitantly as his

he repeated, “I said,