Chapter 417

The two of them emerged from the sports center, the snow still falling outside. Giselle, as usual, donned her hat, while Ben unfurled his umbrella. The two of them walked down the steps together, and halfway down, Ben halted. Shadowed significantly by the brim of her hat, Giselle had been looking down, attentive to her footing. Noticing Ben had stopped, she looked up at him. Ben's gaze was fixed ahead, as though he had spotted someone. Giselle followed his gaze and appeared momentarily taken aback. At the end of the staircase, on the square, standing with a black umbrella, was Maverick. In just a few seconds, Giselle ran down the stairs, straight to Maverick's side. With a hint of surprise, she asked, "How did you get here?" Maverick gazed at Giselle. His dark eyes carried a subtle coldness, utterly devoid of warmth. Giselle blinked, and upon looking again, Maverick reined in his expression. He grabbed Giselle's hand. "Let's go home." He didn’t say anything else, nor did he ask any que