Chapter 224 You Look Like Someone

Cedrick held his breath while sneaking a glance at Gwendolyn.

She sat on the couch by the window with her back facing him, sipping red wine.

He clenched his fists so tightly that they felt clammy. Could she be drunk by any chance?

Would she be as gentle to me as two nights ago?

“I admit I don’t know you well, yet you still plotted to get engaged with me. Don’t you think you owe me an explanation?”

Cedrick’s hand was on the doorknob when he felt his heart drop.

Gwendolyn’s speech was coherent and paced regularly. It was clear she’d barely imbibed any wine and was still sober.

That meant that he would be dead meat tonight.

Cedrick still wasn’t ready to face her.

He stalked toward the window and considered making a run for it.

Gwendolyn’s languid voice sounded. “Old Mr. Jenson has instructed the windows to be locked. It is also fitted with bulletproof glass and can’t be shattered. We’re just going to have a nice little chat. I wonder what you’re so afraid of?”

He had no chance of escape.

Cedrick subconsciously touched his face to confirm that his mask was still on. Gwendolyn couldn’t possibly recognize him that easily.

He cleared his throat. “You must be joking, Ms. Gwendolyn. We aren’t acquainted at all. I decided to get engaged with you merely because the fortune teller mentioned that we’d get along well together.”

Gwendolyn placed her wine glass down and turned to face him. “I’ve told you before that there’s someone I—”

She was cut off abruptly.

The man who stood by the window in a well-fitting suit gave off an aloof aristocratic air.

The sheer sight of him flooded her with a bone-deep sense of familiarity.

Her expression froze as she carefully scrutinized the man from head to toe.

Cedrick’s heart was in his throat when he noticed the change in her expression.

“Mr. Jenson, you really look like someone.”

Gwendolyn got to her feet with her brows furrowed and gingerly approached Cedrick.

“Ms. Harris, you must be mistaken. We’ve never met,” His eyes were glacial as he uttered in a hoarse voice.

Gwendolyn’s eyes reddened as she met his familiar eyes.

Her hand shot out without forewarning to grab his suit collar and press him against the glass window.

just because you’re wearing a mask? You might fool everyone, but I can tell it’s you from

his entire

Should I come clean?

Gwendolyn think that I’ve been

in the first place. Wouldn’t doing so compound the hatred she bore against him, so much so that it’d be even more difficult for him to

How come you’ve taken on the identity

her hands were trembling.

“Ms. Harris, I—”

are you calling

raised her hand and curved her elbow as she swiftly landed a hard

bent down reflexively. Despite that, Gwendolyn tugged his collar and backed

he feared that he would accidentally hurt Gwendolyn due to the disparity between

had

with all

mind had no room for reason as she

over Maverick being alive and

didn’t he look

act like we’re

to tell the truth, I’ll have

out to

held on tightly to it. “Ms. Harris, isn’t it unbecoming of you to be so

so scared of me seeing your face? If you are Cedrick and not Maverick, you should have nothing

“I—”

didn’t give him a chance to defend himself as she leveled another

swiftly ripped off his mask while he was curled up in

stop as they looked into one

surveyed his face in

of his features were completely altered. He now only vaguely resembled Maverick

gaze and mannerisms gave him

He was obviously Maverick.

does your face look so different? Is it because you’re wearing another mask?” Gwendolyn pinched

said sternly, “That is because I am and have always been Cedrick

able to recognize you because of that!

was the only indicator on his face that they

wounds from the lashings on Maverick’s back before the incident and broke free

you taking things too

up and turn your back to me! If you aren’t

“Fine. Go ahead.”

his hands and let her manhandle

she still had her

by one, she loosened his shirt from his belt and

broad back was instantly revealed. Its defined musculature was flawlessly smooth, with tan skin that looked exceptionally enticing under

deep knife wound on Maverick’s waist which he sustained from Asher while looking for her in

let go of him and retreated to

on the bed in a daze in

was coming back to

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