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.

he found that the fridge was

for

first caught his eyes every time he returned home for the past

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

cast a glance at her, always mocking the warm

thankless and arduous task, yet that silly

thought, Maverick

he felt like tasting the dishes

said to him before she left the

in his ears.

those three years of marriage, I’ve never wronged

what is going on between Treyton

the second he realized he had been thinking about Gwendolyn nonstop, and he quickly closed the

Corporation’s lobby was crowded with

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

with Gwendolyn, who specifically picked out an attire consisting of a white blazer and

in a high ponytail, making her look

her appearance, the crowd

scene of Treyton and Gwendolyn walking through the

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

broke out in a

acknowledgment of the warm welcome, Gwendolyn politely nodded

for the short–term objectives before allowing everyone except the team of managers

unfamiliar with our company’s

the team of managers, a woman with a head of brown wavy hair. Although her makeup looked flamboyant, she was

smiled enthusiastically. “Don’t worry, Mr. Harris.

after he left. “Gwendolyn, please follow me,” she said, shooting Gwendolyn a