Chapter 284

“I don’t know why he’s here, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is he is my…” “What is he to you, hmm?” Before Giselle could finish her sentence, her jaw was tightened. Maverick had somehow closed the distance between them. He tilted her chin up, his dark gaze intently held hers. Cold and unyielding. Giselle was frozen for an instance because of his stare. It was in this moment that Maverick lowered his voice. He leaned closer to her, his teeth gritted in frustration. "Giselle, don't push your luck." Then, he let go of her chin and placed his hand on her shoulder. Slowly tightening his grip, putting effort in. "Don't forget how tirelessly you plotted to marry me, to put all your previous hard work to waste for a dying man. Is it worth it?" “Maverick, Patrick is my brother." Giselle felt there was nothing that could explain her situation better than this sentence. Patrick was her brother. What could possibly have happened between them? Maverick's grip on her shoulder didn't lessen. "