Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 190 Let Him Go

The confrontation lasted for several minutes.

Caught in the middle, Gwendolyn glanced from one man to the other.

As the 023 special drug had lost its effect on Maverick, he now looked more imposing than Charles. His eyes gleamed with a chilling and merciless intensity.

Gwendolyn did not know what to say.

They were already eyeing each other with so much hostility in the beginning that she was not sure how the night would end.

She cleared her throat loudly, drawing their attention to her.

Gwendolyn then gestured for Charles to look in the direction of the dining room. “Charles, I’ve prepared all this food, and I’ve been waiting for you. I’ve also prepared two bottles of red wine. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a drink together. Let’s all drink and be merry tonight.”

“Okay.”

Charles shifted his focus from Maverick to Gwendolyn. He looked at her affectionately as they walked into the dining room together.

“Gwen, your culinary skills are amazing. These dishes smell so good. I wasn’t that hungry earlier, but now my appetite has been whetted.”

“I’m happy as long as you like them.”

Maverick stood in the stairwell, observing their interaction keenly.

Even though Gwendolyn had already told him about her plan that night, he was still caught off-guard when he saw her smiling happily at Charles and speaking to him in such a gentle manner.

He felt a pang of heartache.

When would Gwendolyn treat him the way she was treating Charles?

Both of them were chatting and laughing in the dining room, oblivious to the awkward expression on Maverick’s face.

At the dining table, Gwendolyn pursed her lips and smiled. She took the bottle of red wine that had been decanted and was about to pour some for Charles.

Charles extended his hand, making a gesture to stop her. “Gwen, you have a servant here. You don’t have to do this yourself.”

Gwendolyn’s expression momentarily froze, but she quickly regained her composure.

the red wine and looked in the direction of

“Maverick, come here.”

as if he had cultivated this habit over the years. His eyes were fixed on Maverick, waiting for

There was a hint of surprise in his voice when he said, “Gwen, there’s some dirt on your face. I’ll help you wipe it

her chair, not

Charles extended his hands in a gentle and deliberate motion toward Gwendolyn’s

her face, another pair of hands grasped Charles’

he uttered through gritted teeth, “Mr. Newton, mind your manners. Keep your

up and sneered, “I shall do whatever I

and was about to shake

stared at Charles. The former’s eyes bore a malevolent and piercing intensity, radiating a palpable

his efforts were in vain. He

his employer? He’s so

when Maverick snorted coldly. “My employer is Gwendolyn. Who do you think

men locked eyes. Their

was mounting tension in the

as she

would always be an intense battle between men whenever Maverick was

giving Maverick

“That’s enough. Let go.”

Maverick released

stood between Gwendolyn and Charles. His glare was

hint of annoyance. “Gwen, it seems like we won’t be able to enjoy our

Newton is my guest. You’ve offended him the moment you got here. Are you trying to make me angry? I think I

villa and called out, “William,

Quinton quickly walked into the

appeared indifferent as she disregarded Maverick without even glancing in his direction. “Bring him to the basement to do some

at each other and

his face looking extremely cold. He spoke up with a hurt voice. “Are

to look at him with a sneer

little. I used to hold a grudge against him, but now I’ve come to terms with it. Let bygones be bygones. After all, he still has a special place in my heart. I gave

cut through him like a

was so hurt that

hurtful words still caused him great pain

no longer had feelings

intentionally using Charles to tell Maverick the truth in a

in the past, but aren’t you even a little moved by what

Gwendolyn kept quiet.

Maverick was slowly tearing up. His gaze revealed a

reverberated