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.”

she spun on her heel and left, looking all resolved

remained fixated on her back

always been gentle and docile before me, putting on an act of fragility. Today, however, she’s surprisingly steely. Could it be that I had really accused her wrongly about the incident last night? But who else

Hall that very

of the street, Gwendolyn made a stark contrast with Maverick, who wore a high-end black suit from Prada, as they stood together. As such, they attracted much attention

wasn’t at all bothered. All she wanted was for the entire farce to end as soon as

brief ten minutes, their miserable marriage finally drew

divorce certificate in her hand, Gwendolyn plunged into a

your own

drifted into her ears. By the time she lifted her head, the man had disappeared into thin air without dissuading her from getting a

suppose this is

head

be mere strangers the next time

she walked to the

a limited-edition black Bentley came to a

with

his countenance, she jerked her chin up a fraction. In a flash, she was seemingly imbued with an innate sense of

wore an ingratiating smile on his face. He bowed deeply to her before venturing, “Ms. Harris,

at the divorce certificate

like you failed to have Maverick Wright fall in love with you. In that case, you should honor your promise and return to Salinsburgh to inherit the family

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