Chapter 121

Steward said, "Okay, I'm leaving too. Let's go down together." They both drank and called the chauffeur. In the passenger seat, Maverick opened the window. When the wind blew in, the feeling of being drunk arose. He turned the phone in his hand and closed his eyes, leaning back on the chair. At that time, his eyebrows curled slightly with joy, and then he closed his palm. It was 11:30 p.m. After half an hour, the bedroom door was pushed open. Giselle was already lying on the bed. She sat up when she heard the noise. At the door of the bedroom, Maverick turned on the light and stood there. He looked lazy and casual, but his gaze was staring at her for a moment. It was really charming and strange. Giselle couldn't help but ask, "How could you..." Before she could finish her sentence, Maverick suddenly stepped forward and held her tightly in his arms for the next second. Such speed and strength... It would make people think something inappropriate. It was as if she was a very important pe