Charles lay on the couch with a half-smile, gazing at Maverick with his deep blue eyes.

With his lazy posture, he oozed an aura of mischief.

Charles had looked into the people around Maverick and found that they were no ordinary people. As for Maverick’s background, it was too clean that he could not help but feel suspicious.

“I’m just Maverick, that’s all. Nothing more.”

Maverick’s dark eyes became serious as he took a step forward, his long legs carrying him to the couch next to Charles. Then, Maverick sat down, his posture straight and proper.

With a casual glance, he first noticed Charles’ exposed, perfectly sculpted chest muscles and collarbones beneath the black shirt. Paired with those deep, blue eyes, Charles looked absolutely enchanting like a fairy.

Even I, as a man, found him attractive. Gwendolyn probably finds him pleasing to the eye as well, right?

Maverick suddenly thought of Charles mentioning his long-time bond with Gwendolyn, as well as the complex look in Gwendolyn’s eyes when she saw Charles at the police station.

Gwendolyn… She did like him, didn’t she?

When Charles noticed Maverick staring at his body, a wicked smile played on his lips. “I’m the kind of person who insists on having what’s mine. If anyone dares to lay a finger on it, I’ll chop them down and take back what belongs to me. Do you understand what I mean?”

Hearing that, Maverick laughed.

Does Charles think he can chop me down?

He poured himself another glass of wine and elegantly drank it.

With a tone of provocation, he began, “You can give it a try, and I’ll play along. But…”

Maverick paused for a moment, his expression serious and cautious. He then added, “Gwendolyn is not anyone’s personal possession. I learned this a long time ago. She has always been independent and full of ideas, and her decisions cannot be influenced by others.”

“Of course, but I can guide her in making choices, just like last night.”

When the incident from the night before was mentioned, Maverick’s dark eyes narrowed. As he exuded a fierce aura, the surrounding atmosphere chilled.

Charles sat up and looked him in the eye. “I taught her how to shoot. She’s very smart and learns quickly. Last night, I was right behind her and saw her every move clearly.”

Maverick realized what Charles wanted to say and suddenly furrowed his brows.

keep you unharmed. So, she must have been angry with you and even harbored murderous intentions. To her, you are just a pet. She rewards you when you obey and punishes you when you don’t. She stopped loving you a long

lips tightened as his deep

admired his expression and

moment, Maverick also burst

wonder you’re the director of the Central Intelligence Agency. You’re skilled at sowing discord, manipulating emotions, and exploiting people’s vulnerabilities. You can tear apart and

hearing this, Charles narrowed his eyes and gazed

figured out what he was up to. This revealed that the latter did not

secretly today just for

his light-hearted smile at

mean to her? When faced with life and death, who will

stared at

profound depth, while

middle of a meeting when suddenly, a commotion erupted in the hallway

It was very noisy.

Yulia stood

the door, a man in a suit was arguing with

“What’s wrong?” Gwendolyn asked.

visitors as you are in a

around, the man nodded

his face and found

was visibly pleased to

I am Mr. Newton’s subordinate. I apologize for the intrusion, but this matter is

“Life-or-death game?”

eyes slightly. “What

in a private room at Realm Bar. Please come

face darkened almost

Yulia, “You can go ahead and do your

giving the instructions, she quickly

to the private room, she saw the two men seated across from each

gun parts were displayed on

win

the door, quickly

an unfriendly tone, she demanded,

and said to Charles, “Fix

eyebrow and leisurely fastened the two loose buttons before

Maverick moved to the side, allowing Gwendolyn

center. Folding her hands authoritatively, she cast a cold glance at the array of

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