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.

that the fridge was stocked with a wide variety of

for a long

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

“You’re home. It must have been a long day

glance at her, always mocking the warm dinner she had prepared before returning to his

a thankless and arduous task, yet that silly

Maverick let out a

strange reason, he felt like tasting the dishes she

nowhere, the last sentence Gwendolyn said to him before she left the banquet that evening

in his ears.

three years of

she has never wronged me, what is going

second he realized he had been thinking about Gwendolyn nonstop, and

Corporation’s lobby was crowded

rows as they waited for their CEO to

the entrance of the lobby with Gwendolyn, who specifically picked out an attire consisting of a white blazer and pencil skirt for that

tied in a high ponytail,

the crowd erupted

walking through the entrance together

lobby and announced solemnly, “This is our

out in a

of the warm welcome, Gwendolyn politely

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

with our company’s operations, so please guide her.” he

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

and smiled enthusiastically. “Don’t worry, Mr. Harris. I’ll

he left.

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