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

if he was looking

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

wrong with the color green? What kind of color discrimination

grumble, Gwendolyn did not speak

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

he purposefully make a trip here to interrogate me because he

Treyton? This is utterly

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

more patient, more outstanding, and more handsome than you! You can’t

familiar? This is how you used to belittle

he became increasingly furious. Gripping her chin upward violently, he thundered. “Are you provoking me

now?”

was equally

ex–wife! Do you not know what that means? It means that my matters are none of your business anymore! What right does this jerk

I repeat, get out of

did not budge

nicely to you, huh? Okay, I’ll have to pull out my trump

intending to take him down

expect him to move

stunned by

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

way stronger than her, rendering it impossible for her

“Maverick Wright!”

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