Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right

Chapter 162

This meant that the money would not be given away just like that; it would be fully recovered eventually. They would only be temporarily keeping the money in their pockets for now.

Indeed, it was heart-wrenching.

The group of police officers, who had been indulging in fantasies of being showered with Gwendolyn’s money, instantly snapped out of their daydreams.

What a ruthless woman. We cannot afford to mess with her!

Shirley had intended to demand an exorbitant price for the Fruit of Prosperity from Gwendolyn. However, at this moment, she was utterly drained and couldn’t even recollect this matter.

Once she was done, Gwendolyn stretched out her hand and massaged her shoulder lazily.

Maverick noticed her movements and quickly stepped forward, carefully massaging her shoulders and neck with his slender hands.

Gwendolyn didn’t refuse and enjoyed his service as she turned her head to look at Charles and Matthew.

“Mr. Newton, Mr. Scott, the money has been paid. Can we leave now?”

Gwendolyn referred to him as “Mr. Newton” but not Charles.

Matthew didn’t hear Charles’ response and unconsciously shot him a glance.

He noticed that Charles was staring at Maverick giving Gwendolyn a shoulder massage, his pupils deep and focused, without uttering a word.

Matthew could only answer himself, “Yes, you and Mr. Wright are free to leave whenever you desire.”

Having received their permission, Gwendolyn left without looking back, with Maverick following closely behind her. The bodyguards also began to move after them.

That scene resembled a massive troop on the move.

As soon as they stepped out of the interrogation room, Shirley was heard shouting from behind. “Call an ambulance! Hurry!”

Samantha had passed out from the pain.

Gwendolyn curled her lips contentedly and walked away briskly.

After coming out of the police station, Gwendolyn dismissed the large group of bodyguards, leaving only William and Nico behind.

The crowd had just dispersed when Charles, clad in a dark green military coat, emerged from the police station. His captivating voice rang out. “Gwendolyn, it has been many years since we last met. How about having lunch together to catch up on old times?”

Before Gwendolyn could answer, Maverick furrowed his brows, his dark eyes filled with gloom, and said, “She’s not available!”

Gwendolyn cast an annoyed glance at him.

Maverick’s cold expression from a second ago instantly transformed into an aggrieved one the moment he noticed her glance toward him.

His long eyelashes quivered gently.

His pale complexion gave him the appearance of a pitiful little child longing for someone to care for him.

He gently bit his thin lips as he quietly rolled up his sleeves, revealing the swollen blood marks on his wrist. “Gwendolyn, I want to go back to the villa. How about I make you lunch when we arrive there?”

William had long witnessed his Academy Award for Best Actor-worthy techniques in changing his expressions, so he was no longer surprised and simply rolled his eyes.

This was, however, the first time Nico had ever witnessed his own boss acting like this. He was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.

Charles was frowning as well as he sized up Maverick.

Gwendolyn, who was the center of attention, was also observing him.

You b*stard, are you trying to act pitiful again?

She clenched her teeth secretly. Her eyes curved with a smile as she reached out gently toward Maverick’s face.

Maverick’s heart fluttered slightly when he saw that. Delighted, he lowered his head and brought his face closer instinctively, anticipating her gentle caress.

However, the moment she touched his cheek, her smile froze and her expression instantly turned cold.

Gwendolyn gripped his cheek firmly with her fair fingers and twisted it harshly, giving him a stern lesson. “Another act again? How is it that you are so shameless? Seems like you need my help to manually thin out that thick skin of yours, huh?”

Maverick gasped in pain, his facial features contorted, but he didn’t dodge from her grasp. He allowed her to vent on him without any resistance.

Beside him, William wore a gloating expression.

Nico also grimaced, drawing in a sharp breath.

Charles pursed his lips tightly together, his deep blue orbs growing darker and darker.

Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, Gwendolyn finally let go angrily.

Having been bullied and realizing that his hope of being caressed by Gwendolyn was crushed, Maverick, whose dark eyes welled up with tears, looked both innocent and heartbroken.

Since his original complexion was already pale enough, the pinched red spot on his left cheek was particularly noticeable. The poor man looked miserable.

He stared at Gwendolyn, accusing her silently.

Gwendolyn’s expression was cold and indifferent. Instead of looking at Maverick, she glanced at Nico beside her. “Send him back to the villa.”

And then, she headed straight toward Charles.

Charles’ face instantly lit up with a smile when he saw her walking toward him. “Let’s go. What would you like to eat? I’ll have someone make a reservation right away.”

Upon witnessing this scene, Maverick suddenly felt suffocated in his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe. He even experienced a sense of dizziness. Whether it was his face, wrists, or heart, his entire body seemed to be in pain.

He forced himself to push through despite the discomfort and followed behind Gwendolyn. “If you insist on having a meal with him, I suppose it’s not impossible either. I’m hungry too, and I believe Mr. Newton won’t mind,” Maverick said.

Charles didn’t respond, but his expression clearly showed his displeasure.

“I mind.” Gwendolyn turned around and glared at him coldly. “Since you insist on continuing with the employment agreement, you must obey the arrangements and return to the villa.”

Maverick was left speechless.

Under the sunlight, his face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

Gwendolyn paid no attention to him whatsoever. She left with Charles without looking back, with William’s and Charles’ subordinates following closely behind the pair.

Even after they had walked far away, Maverick remained in the same spot, dumbfounded.

He clutched his chest, breathing heavily. Feeling light-headed, he stumbled backward.

Nico hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

“Boss, why do I feel like your actions right now bear so much resemblance to… vying for favor?”

Maverick felt even more frustrated.

He vied for her favor, but he still couldn’t win back her heart, which desired to have lunch with Charles.

She really was extremely heartless toward him.

Nico noticed his boss’ expression was getting worse and quickly tried to reassure him, “Boss, don’t worry. Ms. Shalders isn’t a superficial woman. Although Mr. Newton does have a nice physique and a good temperament, and the main thing is his face, which is indeed very attractive…” Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

It would have been better if he hadn’t tried to comfort Maverick. The more he spoke, the paler Maverick’s face became, and his whole body started to feel weak and dizzy.

Nico was terrified. “No, no! Boss, what I meant was, you’re not bad either. No! You’re even better than Charles.”

“Which part of me is better than him?”

Nico fell silent for a moment, scratching his head in thought.

Maverick wasn’t in a hurry either and waited patiently for his response.

After pondering for a long time until Maverick’s pale face gradually turned dark, Nico finally suggested hesitantly, “What if, Boss… our advantages are not enough, and we use an alternate way? You pretend to reveal your identity accidentally, letting Ms. Shalders realize how capable you actually are?”

“Get lost.”

Maverick gritted his teeth. If he hadn’t been injected with the 023 special drug, he would have reached out and given the idiot in front of him a powerful smack and knock him out.

His identity was related to a crucial mission, and it cannot be easily exposed.

Moreover, Gwendolyn had never been the type of woman to treat people differently based on their social status.

He pinched his own abs through his shirt, feeling aggrieved.

Once again, he thought of Charles’ wickedly charming face, with those rare and deep blue eyes carved in it. He, however, didn’t have those eyes.

Nico noticed that he seemed a bit disheartened and continued to comfort him, “Boss, don’t be discouraged. When it comes to pursuing a wife, no one is more shameless than you. In that aspect, Charles is no match for you!”