As Gwendolyn slipped on her slippers, she observed him closely.

She took off her trench coat and handed it to him.

Maverick paused for a second. His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his handsome face was pale.

He obediently took the trench coat from Gwendolyn and helped her hang it on the coat rack.

He did not take the initiative to speak, completely unlike his usual attentive and diligent self.

Gwendolyn’s expression grew darker and darker.

Maverick did not notice at all and turned his head to glance at the clock on the living room wall.

It was almost noon already.

He eagerly headed to the kitchen to prepare a meal.

Gwendolyn sat on the couch with an imposing posture.

“Come here.” Her tone was cold when she spoke, leaving no room for interruption.

Maverick’s broad back stiffened for a moment, then he turned around, walked to her, and stood still.

She did not look up, her expression somewhat cold. “I remember someone once said they wouldn’t make me look up to them.”

Maverick did not budge, feeling awkward as he noticed her attitude toward him remained icy cold.

Did Treyton really not tell her that I was the one who saved her? Anyway, did Gwendolyn come back today to settle the score of my attending the charity gala with Samantha?

He had thought he could balance his merits and demerits. Suddenly, he felt a suffocating tightness in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

“Hmm?”

It was an imposing hum, possessing a delicate, gentle tone produced uniquely by women.

Gwendolyn was growing a bit impatient.

Maverick froze for two seconds, then went down on one knee, slowly squatting in front of her feet. His eyes were still downcast, and his eyelashes trembled gently.

made her feel even more confused. She gently lifted

Their eyes met.

black pupils lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried to

though he had been

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

haven’t even asked anything yet, and he’s

these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said

as if someone was clenching his heart, the

her chin a little higher. “What’s the

curtly. His voice was deep and

“What’s the matter with your

“I’m running a fever.”

going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could he have caught a

had a pretty high fever these past few days

or less

just squat there. Sit

and sat directly

he squatted for just a short while, his legs began to feel numb,

was afraid he

gracefully poured herself a glass of water and continued to

water as his Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually,

willing to tell her

to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the

had just parted his lips to speak when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him,

party, Samantha was just carrying out orders. There

He had spoken too much that his

himself. Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me about joining forces, but aren’t you

to hear the truth from me, I won’t hide it from you.” As

was propped on her knee. She tilted her head to look at him and gave a sly smile. “Then, I want

pondered momentarily, and his thin lips slightly parted. “He offended

Nico?

furrowed her brows, sensing he was hiding something

out and roughly figured

likely related to Treyton in some

both the executor

feel at ease before

subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going

like stars as she finished speaking, and her charming little face displayed a mix of

into the faint glimmer in her

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