Who was Maverick? If it was not what Maverick wanted, no one could approach Maverick.
It was as outstanding as Elenore.
Or the daughter of the Kamo family, Pira.
There were even more socialites and ladies.
It was not important whether a person was down or not. What was important was the aura that he had. His eyes, his words, and his actions were all trustworthy. He was a man who would stand in a high position.
Many women wanted to go to Maverick's bed.
Everly was the only one who didn't need any schemes.
It was all because...
Even if Everly was nothing, she was still a treasure in Maverick's mind.
So, it was Maverick who was willing, if he was willing, everything else was not the key.
Until the plane landed, Jayden didn't know what Maverick was bothering about on the journey.
However, during the latter half of the flight, Maverick's mood was improving.
By the time Maverick reached his destination, he had already adjusted his mentality.
They got off the plane. There were already dozens of black cars waiting outside because they had been contacted before.
Beside each car stood a tall and robust man in black.
Upon seeing Maverick, they nodded in unison.
Jayden sighed; he had never seen such a scene in so many years.
At that time, the Kamo family was naturally even more glorious than now.
Though the factions were divided into two parts, the rules were kept.
When Maverick got into the car, his phone was turned on. No matter who was following him, he contacted Everly immediately.
Although there was a time difference, Maverick knew that he must report his safety to her now.
Sure enough, Everly picked it up at once. Maverick spoke, "I just arrived. I will contact you if there is any news."
Maverick asked her very gently, "Have you eaten?"
Everly's tone was still a bit low, but it could be heard that she was barely holding back a bit of alive, "I had a little. You didn't rest all night. Since it has already happened, you must take care of yourself."
"I'm fine," Maverick untied the button of his suit. Now the bodyguard opened the door, Maverick was about to sit in, but Maverick found that there was someone in the rear seat of the car. Maverick stopped and his tone remained unchanged, "I'll deal with some things. When I have news, I'll tell you the first time. Take good care of yourself and don't let me worry."
Everly said softly, "Alright."
Maverick said, "I'm hanging up."
Maverick put away his phone and sat in the car. Next to Maverick was a man who was more than ten years older than him. The man was pure Italian. The man had a high nose bridge and deep eyes. The man had slightly curly yellow hair and a pair of glasses on his nose. The man looked very gentle. Although the man was a middle-aged man, he was clean and refreshing. Probably because the glasses covered part of his eyes, you would only think that he might be a gentle and literate man when you first saw this man.
Literate man?
Maverick thought that when he saw the man for the first time, Maverick also thought the same thing.
Simple.
Therefore, one should not judge a book by its cover.
The most innocent people you had ever seen might be a supervillain.
The man you saw was gentle and elegant. He did the dirtiest things, earned the dirtiest money, killed people without blinking an eye, looked at everything bloody with a smile, and even fought against his brother and killed his father.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: A Pigeon Pair: Sweetheart, Let's Get Married