Chapter 317

After she finished speaking, she pressed the elevator button without waiting for Maverick's reply. The elevator had been waiting at this level; it opened quickly. Giselle stepped inside. Just as her feet entered the elevator, her wrist was grabbed once again. But this time, Maverick merely held onto it. Giselle turned around. Maverick was staring at her unblinkingly, his eyes dark and suppressed. "So you can start a new life this quickly?" His tone was still one of interrogation. Giselle drew a breath, then raised her red lips towards Maverick, and spoke nonchalantly, "What else can I do? Am I supposed to die over a failed marriage?" She pulled her wrist out of Maverick's grasp. The smile on her face increased rather than decreased. She leaned closer to Maverick, her red lips opening and closing in front of his eyes. "Maverick, you can't possibly be unable to let go, can you?" The two of them were extremely close, Giselle's face full of provocation. Like she was challenging Maverick to