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.

the fridge was

transfixed for

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

slippers before saying, “You’re home. It must have been a long day for you. You’re starving, aren’t you? I

he had never cast a glance at her, always mocking

arduous task, yet that

thought, Maverick

some strange reason, he felt

last sentence Gwendolyn said to him before

in his ears.

those three years of

she has never wronged me, what is going on

had been thinking about Gwendolyn nonstop, and he quickly

Corporation’s lobby was crowded with people the

employees stood in a few rows as they waited for their CEO to arrive, all the while

later, Treyton appeared at the entrance of the lobby with Gwendolyn, who specifically picked out an attire consisting of a white blazer and

hair was tied in a high ponytail, making

appearance, the crowd erupted in

walking through the entrance

the lobby and announced solemnly, “This is our new talent director, Gwendolyn Shalders, who will be working with

in a

warm welcome, Gwendolyn politely

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

unfamiliar with our company’s operations, so please guide

team of managers, a woman with a head of brown

Treyton’s words, she nodded fervently and smiled enthusiastically. “Don’t worry, Mr. Harris.

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