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.

wrong with you, Maverick Wright? Have

It was as if he was looking at his prey which was unwilling

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

What kind of color discrimination is

did not speak

because of him, but it looks like he’s not treating you any better.” Maverick’s eyes were filled with

here to interrogate

Treyton? This

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

briefly before continuing in a provocative tone, “Mr. Harris is indeed wonderful! He’s more patient, more

you used to belittle me!

Maverick’s forehead bulged as he became increasingly furious. Gripping her chin upward violently, he thundered. “Are you provoking me on purpose? You want me to do

now?”

was equally livid.

not know what that means? It means that my matters are none of your business

repeat, get out of my way!”

Maverick did not budge one bit.

talk nicely to you, huh? Okay, I’ll have to pull out my trump card, then!

out at him, intending to take him down

expect him to move

stunned

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

way stronger than her, rendering it impossible for her to free

“Maverick Wright!”

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