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

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

that Treyton is your backer, huh? Are you doing this on purpose to cow me?” he snarled.

green? What kind of

her inward grumble, Gwendolyn did

but it looks like he’s not treating you any better.” Maverick’s

purposefully make a trip here to interrogate me because he thought I

with Treyton? This is

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

a provocative tone, “Mr. Harris is indeed wonderful! He’s more patient, more outstanding, and more handsome than you!

you used to

violently, he thundered.

now?”

was equally

none of your business anymore! What right does this jerk have to be

get out of my way!”

not

her boiling with rage. So I can’t talk nicely to you, huh? Okay, I’ll have to pull out my trump

intending to take him down using jiu–jitsu.

him to move

was stunned by Maverick’s reaction.

single–handedly grabbed both her hands, raised them, and pressed them against the roof of

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

“Maverick Wright!”

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