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.

which made her feel even more confused. She gently lifted his chin with her fingertips, forcing him to look

Their eyes met.

lay a sense of vulnerability and grievance that he tried

though

Gwendolyn’s frown deepened.

yet,

these past couple of days? Mr. Harris seemed to have said you’re not allowed to go out. Have you not done

someone was clenching his heart,

higher. “What’s the matter? Cat got

was deep and hoarse, yet his

the matter with your throat? Are you sick or

“I’m running a fever.”

villa for two days without going out, and it had not rained during that time. How could he

had a pretty high fever these past few days given his extremely pale

more or less

grip on his chin. “Don’t just squat there. Sit on the couch over

offer, stood up, and sat directly on the small

while, his legs began to

squatted for much longer, he was afraid he might be unable to hold

herself a glass of water and continued to ask, “What

Adam’s apple unconsciously moved slightly. Without skipping a beat, he said casually, “I’ve been lying in my room for two days, so I’m not

was willing to

to dwell on the matter any longer and returned to the main topic. “Why were you

when Gwendolyn stared at him intently, reminding him, “I want

He gulped and stole a glance at Gwendolyn’s expression. Seeing no change in her demeanor, he went on, “At the party, Samantha was just carrying out orders. There was someone behind her, scheming and planning everything meticulously. This person calculated every move accurately. Samantha said she wanted to join

too much that his throat felt as though it

Her eyes were filled with amusement as she stared at him. “You’re telling me

won’t hide it from you.” As for whether she believed him or not,

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

lips slightly parted. “He

Nico?

her brows, sensing he was hiding

speaking, Gwendolyn had sorted things out and roughly

was likely related to Treyton in some

be both the executor and planner this

not feel at ease before

gently straightened her red velvet skirt. “Since it was your subordinates who hurt mine, I’ll have your people work for me today. I’m going to collect a debt from

as she finished speaking, and her charming

into the faint glimmer

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