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That evening, at the charity gala.
It was held at Fairlake’s most luxurious hotel, Gardens Hotel.
The hotel was splendid with opulent decor. Only prominent business tycoons and wealthy scions of
Fairlake were invited to attend the gala.
As it was a charity event, Gwendolyn chose a black gown adorned with golden clouds embroidery. Her
hair was elegantly combed to one side, giving her a mature and charming appearance that was both
sensual and enticing.
Ever since the talent show, everyone knew she was the boss of Angle. So there were far fewer
prejudiced gazes when they looked at her.
As soon as she and Joaquin appeared, they became the center of attention. With Joaquin’s popularity
in the entertainment industry, the two of them instantly dominated the conversation.
Initially, Gwendolyn was determined to keep a low profile. However, she drew attention as soon as she
appeared.
Joaquin saw that she wasn’t too happy and chuckled.
“There’s no helping it. You just look stunning. This gown is very demanding on one’s figure, but it looks
like it was tailor-made for you. As expected, attending an event with you never disappoints. I’m so
proud!”
Gwendolyn stared at him and whispered, “You’re teasing me already? So it seems the beating you took
during the day doesn’t hurt anymore, huh?”
Joaquin’s expression instantly changed, and he looked pitifully at Gwendolyn as he wrapped his arm
around hers. “No, it still hurts so much. This afternoon, I shot an action scene, and the pain was
unbearable!”
Gwendolyn was amused by him, so she playfully flicked his forehead.
In the meantime, Maverick was observing the interaction of the two from afar.
His eyes were cold, and the scene before him made him feel a sudden tightness in his chest as if his
heart was fiercely gripped.
But he knew he had no right to be jealous.
But he just couldn’t shake off the feeling of annoyance.
I’m so pissed!
Samantha, standing beside him, sensed the wrath emanating from his body, especially when she saw
the bulging veins on his clenched fists.
“Maverick, shall we say hello to Ms. Shalders and Mr. Zipper?”
Maverick remained silent.
He neither agreed nor refused.
So Samantha decided to leave him there and headed off in Gwendolyn’s direction.
Gwendolyn and Joaquin were having a lively conversation when they were suddenly interrupted by a
friendly voice.
“Ms. Shalders, long time no see. You’ve become even more beautiful, and even such heavy makeup
can’t hide the foxy charm you possess.”
Joaquin was enraged when he heard the comment. “Everyone knows Gwendolyn’s beauty is
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtunbeatable. She can outshine you even without makeup. And if her makeup is heavy, what do you call
that plastered mess on your face?
Besides, not everyone can be a fox. Someone like you can only be a wild boar.”
“You!”
Samantha was infuriated. Did he just call me a wild boar?
How in the world am I that fat and ugly!
However, it wasn’t Gwendolyn who made the snarky remark but Joaquin. Samantha didn’t want to
offend the Zipper family in Fairlake, so she had no choice but to swallow her pride.
Gwendolyn wasn’t paying attention to their playful banter; instead, she noticed Maverick walking up
from behind Samantha.
In just an instant, her aura changed.
She became cold and distant.
A hint of anger flickered in her eyes like warning signs of a storm.
Didn’t he know that Samantha had hurt me before?
And that I hate her!
And now he’s here at the charity gala with Samantha, leaving all his chores undone?
As he stood opposite Gwendolyn, Maverick could almost instantly sense the anger emanating from her.
He subconsciously gulped, feeling the tension in his throat.
Maverick no longer cared about being angry at her interaction with Joaquin.
Because he realized Gwendolyn was furious.
He would have a tough time when he got home later.
Samantha sensed the exchange of glances between Gwendolyn and Maverick. Thus, she explained
with a smile, “Maverick misses you, but you’re already Mr. Zipper’s partner, so he could only pair up
with me to see you. Please don’t be jealous, Ms. Shalders.”
Gwendolyn responded with a cold laugh, “Ms. Lane, you must be joking. He’s just someone
insignificant to me. There’s absolutely no reason for me to be jealous.”
Gwendolyn’s words painfully scorched Maverick’s heart.
His face instantly turned deathly pale.
As he tried to ease the tightness in his chest, he approached Gwendolyn without caring about his
surroundings and gently grasped her wrist.
“Gwendolyn, our employment contract hasn’t been terminated yet, so I’m still at your service. I’ve been
well-behaved today, but once we’re home, you can do whatever you want with me, okay? No matter
how harshly you punish me, I’ll take it…”
Maverick’s dark eyes gazed at Gwendolyn with a hint of grievance. Then, he turned her wrist over
gently, and his well-defined knuckles drew circles in her palm.
Maverick did everything so naturally.
Joaquin who was standing nearby was shocked. He was so disgusted. F*ck!
How could someone say something so embarrassing and shameful in public?
Samantha was also taken aback.
Is this coquettish man the same Maverick who once held power in Wright Construction Group, who’s
also known for his aloof and fierce demeanor?
Could it be that someone has cast a curse on him? Samantha thought in disbelief.
However, Maverick continued to draw circles in Gwendolyn’s palm as if no one else was around.
Gwendolyn didn’t show any emotion. After all, she wasn’t the one who got embarrassed for saying
something like that in public.
Nevertheless, Maverick’s circular drawing motion made her palms ticklish.
How in the world om I thot fot ond ugly!
However, it wosn’t Gwendolyn who mode the snorky remork but Jooquin. Somontho didn’t wont to
offend the Zipper fomily in Foirloke, so she hod no choice but to swollow her pride.
Gwendolyn wosn’t poying ottention to their ployful bonter; insteod, she noticed Moverick wolking up
from behind Somontho.
In just on instont, her ouro chonged.
She become cold ond distont.
A hint of onger flickered in her eyes like worning signs of o storm.
Didn’t he know thot Somontho hod hurt me before?
And thot I hote her!
And now he’s here ot the chority golo with Somontho, leoving oll his chores undone?
As he stood opposite Gwendolyn, Moverick could olmost instontly sense the onger emonoting from her.
He subconsciously gulped, feeling the tension in his throot.
Moverick no longer cored obout being ongry ot her interoction with Jooquin.
Becouse he reolized Gwendolyn wos furious.
He would hove o tough time when he got home loter.
Somontho sensed the exchonge of glonces between Gwendolyn ond Moverick. Thus, she exploined
with o smile, “Moverick misses you, but you’re olreody Mr. Zipper’s portner, so he could only poir up
with me to see you. Pleose don’t be jeolous, Ms. Sholders.”
Gwendolyn responded with o cold lough, “Ms. Lone, you must be joking. He’s just someone
insignificont to me. There’s obsolutely no reoson for me to be jeolous.”
Gwendolyn’s words poinfully scorched Moverick’s heort.
His foce instontly turned deothly pole.
As he tried to eose the tightness in his chest, he opprooched Gwendolyn without coring obout his
surroundings ond gently grosped her wrist.
“Gwendolyn, our employment controct hosn’t been terminoted yet, so I’m still ot your service. I’ve been
well-behoved todoy, but once we’re home, you con do whotever you wont with me, okoy? No motter
how horshly you punish me, I’ll toke it…”
Moverick’s dork eyes gozed ot Gwendolyn with o hint of grievonce. Then, he turned her wrist over
gently, ond his well-defined knuckles drew circles in her polm.
Moverick did everything so noturolly.
Jooquin who wos stonding neorby wos shocked. He wos so disgusted. F*ck!
How could someone soy something so emborrossing ond shomeful in public?
Somontho wos olso token obock.
Is this coquettish mon the some Moverick who once held power in Wright Construction Group, who’s
olso known for his oloof ond fierce demeonor?
Could it be thot someone hos cost o curse on him? Somontho thought in disbelief.
However, Moverick continued to drow circles in Gwendolyn’s polm os if no one else wos oround.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGwendolyn didn’t show ony emotion. After oll, she wosn’t the one who got emborrossed for soying
something like thot in public.
Nevertheless, Moverick’s circulor drowing motion mode her polms ticklish.
As she was about to pull her hand back, she suddenly realized that there was something off about the
movement of his knuckles.
He wasn’t just drawing circles but also writing words.
Gwendolyn focused intently and took a moment to experience the sensation.
Unfortunately, she couldn’t decipher the words he had written, let alone understand what he was trying
to convey.
Joaquin cleared his throat lightly and said, “Gwendolyn, I can’t stand the stuffy air in here any longer.
How about we go over there for a glass of red wine?”
“Alright.” Gwendolyn withdrew her hand and walked away with Joaquin without looking back.
She didn’t even spare a glance at Maverick.
Maverick lowered his head and felt rather dejected.
Since Gwendolyn didn’t manage to get what he was trying to convey, it meant that he wouldn’t be let off
so easily when they returned home.
Samantha just stood beside him and quietly observed him for a while.
“You have changed so much compared to before! I remember it used to be her chasing after you every
day. But after the divorce, you willingly became her loyal follower instead. I heard that you were
tortured and abused by her last time and even ended up in the hospital. How can you put up with this?”
Maverick’s initially frustrated expression instantly turned cold as she spoke. There was a hit of malice in
his dark eyes.
“This is my personal matter.”
Samantha laughed. “You’re right. I shouldn’t be prying, but I’m just curious. You used to really like Ms.
Mossey, and now that she’s been sent to jail by Gwendolyn, shouldn’t you be affected by it?”
As she spoke, her fingers gently climbed up his arm, “If I can, I’d like to help you break free from
Gwendolyn’s clutches sooner. Maverick, you…”
Before she could finish speaking, Maverick grabbed her wrist abruptly.
His fierce black eyes met hers, conveying a warning. “I’ve always been cold-blooded and have no
regard for family ties. So if you dare to cause trouble, not only will Gwendolyn not spare you, I won’t
either.”
Samantha broke free from his grasp and gave Maverick a cunning smile. “Don’t you want to see if she
will feel jealous because of you?”
Maverick frowned, sensing trouble in those words.
Before he could say anything, shrill screams suddenly erupted from the back hall of the charity gala,
one after another!
“Who is this? How did she end up lying here covered in injuries!”
“Is she a human or a ghost? She looks so terrifying!”
Awakened by the screams and murmurs, the woman slowly regained consciousness. Beneath her
messy, dry, and tangled hair, bloodshot, ferocious eyes were seen.
She brushed the hair away from her forehead, revealing her pain-stricken face to the crowd.
Someone with sharp eyes recognized her.
“Isn’t this Ms. Natasha from the Mossey family?”
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