Chapter 7

Maverick raised his hand to stop her, "It was just a fling, don't get worked up." He and Giselle were always just playing around. Amira was furious that her face turned bright red. "You're about to get engaged to Gloria, and yet you're still playing around like this. Do you think you're being fair to her?" Maverick had an indifferent expression as he answered, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Those words were always well grasped by Maverick, and his mother knew this well. She took a deep breath and calmed down her anger. She just couldn't understand what kind of woman could openly enter her son's house and still manage to have an affair with him, especially when the engagement was coming soon. "Before Gloria comes back, make sure you get rid of this b*tch. I won't let her go if there's a next time!" The last sentence was said particularly loudly, obviously intended for Giselle to hear. Maverick lowered his gaze and said, "Don't worry, she won't dare." After a pause, he added, "If she dares, I won't let her off the hook." This statement was also intended for Giselle to hear. Giselle stood behind the door in her bathrobe. Her arms were tightly folded across her chest with a cold smile. No wonder they were mother and son, their roundabout way of threatening people was exactly the same! Amira breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving Maverick's assurance. "Your grandfather's birthday is coming up soon. We're going to have a family banquet at home. Remember to invite Uncle Harrison and Auntie Davina." Maverick's tone was indifferent, "Okay." Amira turned around to leave, but then remembered something and turned back, "Oh, and tell Uncle Harrison to bring his eldest daughter too. Your Grandpa specifically requested that." As she spoke, the disgust in Amira's eyes was clear and obvious. Giselle had a notorious reputation in the upper circles of the Finceland. It was a wonder what Grandpa had seen in her to specifically invite her to the family banquet. After Amira left, Maverick didn't go inside the house. He poured himself a glass of water and looked at the mess on the floor, feeling a headache coming on. Clothes were scattered all over the floor, and even the hem of the dress was torn apart. One could imagine just how urgent he was at the time. Steward was right, Giselle was such a girl who could capture people's hearts and souls! When he first started hooking up with Giselle, Steward had said those exact words. At that drinking party, he just glanced at Giselle, but Steward confidently declared that they had a fling. "Don't deny it. Just look at Giselle's eyes, they are full of desire and longing, clearly not satisfied yet." After hearing this, he chuckled lightly and said, "Indeed, it's very tempting." Giselle could indeed make him lose himself in her charms. Like savoring each part of her, he couldn't stop himself once he had started. Everyone in the Finceland knew that Giselle was a notorious 'b*tch'. Once a man was entangled with her, there was no escaping unscathed. Maverick thought that the statement was quite accurate. At least, he had been sleeping with Giselle for so long and he still hadn't gotten tired of her. At this moment, Giselle took Maverick's phone and went out. The ringtone of the phone started playing, which was the default music of the system. "It's Gloria's call," Giselle handed him the phone with a calm expression. Maverick took the phone and spoke softly, "Not asleep?" It was 10 o'clock in the morning in Finceland, but on Gloria's side, it was already 11 o'clock at night. Giselle sat next to him, with her chin resting on his shoulder, openly eavesdropping on the conversation. "I can't sleep," Gloria's voice sounded hoarse. "Maverick, I miss you..." Giselle stared at Maverick's profile, feeling somewhat dazed. When he spoke to Gloria, he sounded particularly gentle. This tenderness was something she had never experienced before. He was always cold to herself. Except for when they were having sex. Giselle wondered when would Maverick be gentle to her too. She didn't like his double standard when facing her and Gloria. She felt a little jealous. Giselle got up and went to the water dispenser to fill up a glass of water. Accidentally bumping into the armchair at the edge of the coffee table, she made a loud noise. Gloria's voice immediately became tense, "Is there someone with you, Rick?" Maverick glanced lightly at Giselle and said in a calm tone, "Oh, it's the cleaner." Giselle chuckled lightly. She was just a cleaner after all, delivered right to his door. She was really angry in her heart. As the call between Maverick and Gloria was still ongoing, she lunged forward, burying her head in his chest and kissing his Adam's apple.