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

“Maverick, come here.”

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

them, he turned to look at Gwendolyn. There was a hint of surprise in his voice when he said,

sat in her chair,

his hands in a gentle

come in contact with her face, another

teeth, “Mr. Newton, mind your manners. Keep

sneered, “I shall do whatever I

enunciated the last few words clearly and was

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

break free, but his efforts were

how a servant treats his employer? He’s so arrogant. Such a defiant servant ought to be

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

eyes. Their hands were entangled,

tension in

sighed as she

be an intense battle between

heavily again, giving Maverick a

“That’s enough. Let go.”

Maverick released

he did not move and stood between Gwendolyn and Charles. His glare was fixed on Charles, capturing his every movement like a

“Gwen, it

him the moment you got here. Are you trying to make me angry?

toward the outside of the villa

into the living

him to the basement to do some

at

extremely cold. He spoke up with

at him with a

bygones. After all, he still has a special place in my heart. I gave you a chance to terminate our employment contract, but you stubbornly refused to leave. If you can’t stand the way things are here, get

through him like

so hurt that it took

hurtful words still caused

no longer had feelings

intentionally using Charles to tell Maverick the truth in

know I’ve made many mistakes in the past, but aren’t

Gwendolyn kept quiet.

noticed that Maverick was slowly tearing up. His

sudden jolt reverberated through her