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 you lost

were riveted to her. It was as if he was looking at his

the color–green? You’re acting all arrogant now that Treyton is your backer, huh? Are you doing this on purpose

with the color green? What kind of color discrimination is

inward grumble, Gwendolyn did

to divorce you because of him, but it looks like he’s

a trip here to interrogate me because he thought I wanted a

Treyton? This is utterly ridiculous!

odd look, she said, “Mr. Wright, I think you got it wrong. We divorced because you didn’t love me, and I was tired of putting effort into maintaining this marriage one–sidedly. It has nothing to do with anyone.

continuing in a provocative tone, “Mr. Harris is indeed wonderful! He’s more patient, more outstanding, and more handsome than you! You can’t even be

familiar? This is how you used to

violently, he thundered. “Are you provoking me on purpose?

now?”

was equally livid.

none of your

repeat, get out

did not budge one

you, huh? Okay, I’ll have to

intending

him to move faster

was stunned by

hands, raised them, and pressed them against the

he was way stronger than her, rendering it impossible for

“Maverick Wright!”

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