Chapter 2 Your Thirty Billion

“What?”

Maverick frowned, seemingly never having expected her to propose a divorce. She had just drugged me last night. What stunt is she up to now, this early in the morning?

“Have you lost your d*mn mind?”

At that, Gwendolyn merely stared at him coldly. She was far shorter than the man, but her aura right then was wholly comparable to him.

“Haven’t you long since dreamed of getting a divorce? Seeing that it was your grandfather who coerced you into marrying me back then, no one can stop you from marrying Natasha anymore now that he’s no longer here. Don’t you want to give her a rightful status?”

Pursing his lips, Maverick scrutinized her closely.

Would she really be so kind as to give up her status?

At her solemn gaze and the fact that she didn’t seem to be lying, he snorted softly, his voice frosty. “I hope you don’t regret it.”

Gwendolyn sneered. Never had I been so determined about something!

“The only thing I regret is marrying you back then.”

After saying that, she spun on her heel and left, looking all resolved and blithe.

her back for a long

and docile before me, putting on an act of fragility. Today, however, she’s surprisingly steely. Could it be that I had really accused her wrongly

to City Hall that very morning, one after the

the street, Gwendolyn made a stark contrast with Maverick, who wore a high-end black suit from Prada, as they stood together.

at all bothered. All she wanted was for the

miserable marriage finally drew to

the eyesore of a divorce certificate in her hand, Gwendolyn plunged

your

voice drifted into her ears. By the time she lifted her head, the man had disappeared into thin air without dissuading her from getting a divorce or even taking a final glance at her.

suppose this is

her head with a

callous enough, we’ll be mere strangers the next time we meet

thoughts, she walked to the side

to

middle-aged man with graying hair headed toward

out his countenance, she jerked her chin up a fraction. In a flash, she was seemingly imbued with an innate sense of regality. “How well-informed of Dad. I’ve

wore an ingratiating smile on his face. He bowed deeply to her before

at the

looks like you failed to have Maverick Wright fall in love with you. In that case, you should

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