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.

Maverick Wright? Have

eyes were riveted to her. It was as if he was looking

acting all arrogant now that Treyton is your backer, huh?

wrong with the color green? What kind of

her inward grumble, Gwendolyn did

but it looks like he’s not

Did he purposefully make a trip here to interrogate me because

with Treyton? This is utterly

an odd look, she said, “Mr. Wright, I think you got it wrong. We divorced because you didn’t love

wonderful! He’s more patient, more outstanding, and more handsome than you! You can’t even be compared to a

how you used to

he became increasingly furious. Gripping her chin upward violently, he thundered. “Are you provoking me on purpose? You want

now?”

Gwendolyn was equally livid.

It means that my matters are none of your business anymore! What right does this

get

did not

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

at him, intending to take him down

him to

was stunned

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

stronger than her, rendering it impossible for her to free herself from his

“Maverick Wright!”

the top of her lungs. Her entire face

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