Chapter 128

Giselle took a step back as Maverick walked toward her. He wrapped his hand around her waist and pulled Giselle into his arms, lowering his gaze as he stared at her. "Who are you looking for?" He repeated the question again, with a strong sense of oppression that could not be ignored. "I..." "Let's have a drink together later,"  Just as Giselle was about to speak, she heard a man's voice. She looked over and saw a man in a suit standing next to her. But it wasn't... It wasn't Patrick! Sure enough... It was an illusion! Giselle's eyes trembled slightly, she couldn't tell whether she felt more disappointed or relieved. "Hiss!" Giselle hadn't come to her senses,  but she still gasped in pain. Maverick loosened his grip on her waist. Giselle looked up in pain but fell silent the next second.  Maverick's face was frosty, and his eyes were even more unsettling as he stared at her.  It showed mockery, interrogation, and warning! Giselle couldn't understand, but she knew that Maverick was furi