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 stocked with a

for a long

recalled that Gwendolyn’s expectant gaze was what first caught his eyes every time

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

glance at her, always mocking the warm dinner she had

thankless and arduous task, yet that silly woman still did it

that thought, Maverick

he felt like tasting the dishes she

of nowhere, the last sentence Gwendolyn said to

in his ears.

of marriage, I’ve never wronged

me, what is going on between Treyton

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

lobby was crowded with people

for their CEO to arrive, all

Gwendolyn, who specifically

in a high ponytail, making her

crowd

and Gwendolyn walking through the entrance together was a sight for sore

of the lobby and announced solemnly, “This is

a massive round of

welcome, Gwendolyn politely nodded with

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

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

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

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

left. “Gwendolyn, please follow me,” she