Chapter 2 Your Thirty Billion

“What?”

Maverick frowned, seemingly never having expected her to propose a divorce. She had just drugged me last night. What stunt is she up to now, this early in the morning?

“Have you lost your d*mn mind?”

At that, Gwendolyn merely stared at him coldly. She was far shorter than the man, but her aura right then was wholly comparable to him.

“Haven’t you long since dreamed of getting a divorce? Seeing that it was your grandfather who coerced you into marrying me back then, no one can stop you from marrying Natasha anymore now that he’s no longer here. Don’t you want to give her a rightful status?”

Pursing his lips, Maverick scrutinized her closely.

Would she really be so kind as to give up her status?

At her solemn gaze and the fact that she didn’t seem to be lying, he snorted softly, his voice frosty. “I hope you don’t regret it.”

Gwendolyn sneered. Never had I been so determined about something!

“The only thing I regret is marrying you back then.”

heel and

her back for

however, she’s surprisingly steely. Could it be that I had really

them went to City Hall

contrast with Maverick, who wore a high-end black suit from Prada, as they stood together. As such, they attracted much attention from those

at all bothered. All she wanted was for the entire farce to end as soon

a brief ten minutes, their miserable

of a divorce certificate in her hand, Gwendolyn plunged into

your

air without dissuading her from getting a

this is for the

head with

mere strangers

walked to

came to a stop in front of

open, upon which a middle-aged man with graying hair headed toward her under the escort

fraction. In a flash, she was seemingly imbued with an innate sense of regality. “How well-informed of

face. He bowed deeply to her before venturing,

the divorce certificate

regret, “It looks like you failed to have Maverick Wright fall in love with

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