Chapter 17 Still Care About Your Ex

Maverick then proceeded to guess if Gwendolyn’s disappearance was related to Treyton.

With his brows furrowed, he instructed coldly, “Continue searching. Send some people to investigate Treyton too. Report back to me once you find her.”

“Yes, sir.”

Noah nodded, but there was a look of defiance on his face.

Perplexed to see that he was still standing there, Maverick asked, “Why aren’t you leaving? Do you have something to tell me?”

Noah was in a dilemma for a moment because he knew his following words would enrage his boss. Nevertheless, he could not help it.

“You’re starting to clude me, Mr. Wright. You and Ms. Shalders are already divorced, yet you still care about her so much and are giving the cold shoulder to Ms. Mossey, the person you should actually have concern for. Just what exactly is on your mind?”

Maverick’s gaze darkened. He picked up the glass ashtray from the table and threw it toward the spot beside Noah’s feet.

“Get lost,” he snarled.

Noah then left, not ignorant enough to linger.

Maverick lit two more cigarettes after that. His expression, enveloped by the curtain of cigarette smoke, seemed inscrutable.

Feeling a little hungry, he rose to his feet and walked to the fridge.

Once he opened the fridge door, he found that the fridge was stocked with a wide variety of fruits and vegetables that he liked.

for a long

expectant gaze was what first caught his eyes every time he returned home for the

“You’re home. It must have been a long day for you.

mocking the warm dinner she had

task, yet that

that thought, Maverick let out

some strange reason, he felt

the last sentence Gwendolyn said to him before she left the

in his ears.

those three years of marriage, I’ve never

never wronged me, what is going on between

second he realized he had been thinking about Gwendolyn nonstop, and he quickly closed the fridge door. Then, he headed upstairs

Corporation’s lobby was crowded with people the following

their CEO to arrive, all the while

lobby with Gwendolyn, who specifically picked out an attire consisting of a white blazer and pencil skirt for

tied in a high ponytail, making her

the crowd erupted in

walking through the entrance together

is our new

a

the warm welcome, Gwendolyn

the short–term objectives before allowing everyone except the team of managers to return

our company’s operations, so please guide her.” he

managers, a woman with a head of brown wavy hair. Although her makeup

words, she nodded fervently and smiled enthusiastically. “Don’t worry, Mr. Harris. I’ll do

after he left. “Gwendolyn, please follow me,” she said, shooting

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