The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 17 Still Care About Your Ex

Maverick then proceeded to guess if Gwendolyn’s disappearance was related to Treyton.

With his brows furrowed, he instructed coldly, “Continue searching. Send some people to investigate Treyton too. Report back to me once you find her.”

“Yes, sir.”

Noah nodded, but there was a look of defiance on his face.

Perplexed to see that he was still standing there, Maverick asked, “Why aren’t you leaving? Do you have something to tell me?”

Noah was in a dilemma for a moment because he knew his following words would enrage his boss. Nevertheless, he could not help it.

“You’re starting to clude me, Mr. Wright. You and Ms. Shalders are already divorced, yet you still care about her so much and are giving the cold shoulder to Ms. Mossey, the person you should actually have concern for. Just what exactly is on your mind?”

Maverick’s gaze darkened. He picked up the glass ashtray from the table and threw it toward the spot beside Noah’s feet.

“Get lost,” he snarled.

Noah then left, not ignorant enough to linger.

Maverick lit two more cigarettes after that. His expression, enveloped by the curtain of cigarette smoke, seemed inscrutable.

Feeling a little hungry, he rose to his feet and walked to the fridge.

was stocked with a wide variety of fruits

stood transfixed for a long

sudden, he vaguely recalled that Gwendolyn’s expectant gaze was what first caught

hand him a pair of slippers before saying, “You’re home. It must have been a long day for you.

glance at her, always mocking the

arduous task, yet that

Maverick let

felt like tasting the dishes

the last sentence Gwendolyn said to him before she

in his ears.

those three years of marriage, I’ve

has never wronged me, what is

about Gwendolyn nonstop, and he quickly closed the fridge door. Then, he headed

lobby was crowded with

few rows as they waited for their CEO to arrive, all the while

entrance of the lobby with Gwendolyn, who specifically picked out an attire consisting of a white blazer

was tied in a high ponytail, making her look sensual

the crowd erupted in an

Treyton and Gwendolyn walking through the entrance together was a sight

the middle of the lobby and announced solemnly, “This is our new talent director, Gwendolyn Shalders,

out in a massive round

acknowledgment of the warm welcome, Gwendolyn politely nodded

briefly gave arrangements for the short–term objectives before allowing everyone except the team of managers to

new here. She’s unfamiliar with our company’s operations, so please

the leader of the team of managers, a woman with a head of brown wavy hair. Although her

“Don’t worry, Mr. Harris. I’ll do my best to

on her face instantly disappeared after he left. “Gwendolyn, please follow me,” she said, shooting Gwendolyn a