Chapter 20 The Provoker and The One Being Provoked

Gwendolyn subconsciously furrowed her brows when she heard that voice.

The instant she looked over her shoulder, she met Maverick’s obsidian eyes,

“May I know why you are here at Angle Corporation’s underground parking lot, Mr. Wright?” she queried.

The man quirked his lips into a half–smile. “I’m here to talk business with Mr. Harris. What’s the matter? Is there a regulation stating that I’m not allowed here?”

His remark evoked a laugh from Gwendolyn.

What sort of weak excuse is that?

“Wright Construction Group’s main line of business is property construction, which is quite unrelated to the entertainment industry, I must say. Unless you are here to promote your property to our company’s artists?”

Undeterred by his presence, she looked Maverick straight in the eye, not bothering to mask the mockery in her gaze.

The look in her eyes annoyed him, and his face hardened instantly. A beat later, he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her backward, pinning her against the car door. With that, Gwendolyn was enveloped in his arms.

“What are you doing?” she demanded, finding herself unable to move as his knees were pressed against her thighs.

This is such an awkward position…

The close–to–zero distance between them and the suggestive atmosphere made Gwendolyn flush involuntarily.

As she struggled to free herself, she gave Maverick a deadly stare.

with you, Maverick Wright? Have you lost

as if he was looking at

color–green? You’re acting all arrogant now that Treyton is your backer, huh? Are you doing

color green? What kind of

grumble, Gwendolyn did not

me to divorce you because of him, but it looks like he’s not treating you any better.”

to interrogate me because he thought I wanted

Treyton? This is utterly

think you got it wrong. We divorced because you didn’t love me, and I was tired of

patient, more outstanding,

This is how you used

violently, he thundered. “Are you provoking me on purpose? You want me to do

now?”

Gwendolyn was equally livid.

that my matters are none of your business anymore! What right does this jerk have

Wright, I repeat, get

so, Maverick did not budge

boiling with rage. So I can’t talk nicely to you, huh?

out at him, intending to take him

not expect him to move

was stunned by

flash, he had single–handedly grabbed both her hands, raised them,

it impossible for her to free herself

“Maverick Wright!”

screamed his name at the top of her lungs. Her entire

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