The two of them quickly left the villa.
While they were en route to the suburbs, Maverick, feeling weary, closed his eyes for a brief respite, only to unexpectedly drift off into a deep sleep.
He didn’t sleep well and had a very strange dream.
In his dream, he found himself in a small, empty, and modest cabin.
Bang!
Suddenly, a deafening gunshot rang out from outside the door.
He felt a sharp pain in his chest, and as he looked down, he discovered that his heart had been pierced by a bullet.
Instantly, his entire body became drenched in crimson, as blood spread and stained him in vivid hues of red.
Agonizing pain emanated from his heart, surging through his limbs and coursing through every inch of his body.
He turned around in shock.
In the dim light, Gwendolyn stood by the door, aiming a gun at him.
Her face was as frigid and lifeless as death, devoid of any warmth. Her once warm eyes now gleamed with a chilling cruelty and ruthless detachment.
W-Why…
His eyes reddened. He wanted to approach her to seek an answer to his predicament.
As he took two steps forward, his vision suddenly blurred, and everything before his eyes became drenched in a deep crimson hue. Eventually, he could no longer discern the figure standing before him.
“Boss? Boss!”
As Nico called out twice, Maverick gradually regained consciousness.
“Boss, we’ve arrived. There’s a small path up ahead. To avoid being noticed by Natasha, we need to walk.”
Maverick blinked his tired, dark eyes, instinctively casting a downward gaze toward his heart.
Beneath the suit and shirt, it was pulsating with life and vigor.
However, the intense pain in the dream just now felt all too real.
It was so realistic that he could hardly distinguish between the present and the past, wondering which one was actually an illusion.
Gwendolyn’s ruthless expression flashed before his eyes, causing a sudden sharp pain in his heart.
Nico felt that something was off with Maverick as the latter’s face was pale. He used the back of his hand to feel Maverick’s forehead.
It felt refreshingly cool. There was no sign of a fever.
“Boss, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Boss!”
Nico’s unceasing voice roused Maverick from the memory of the bizarre nightmare.
His complexion gradually returned to its normal hue, and he gracefully stepped out of the car with his long legs. “I’m fine. Let’s go.”
As soon as the duo left Bay Villa to the suburbs, someone reported the news to Charles.
Upon discovering Maverick’s presence in the suburbs, Charles narrowed his deep blue eyes. “What is he doing there?”
The person who came to deliver the message replied with his head lowered, “It seems like he went to meet a woman.”
A woman?
Charles’ lips curled into a slight smile as he recalled Maverick’s deliberate attempts to gain Gwendolyn’s attention at the police station, and the way he had playfully acted pitiful and helpless at the entrance of the station.
During that moment, his eyes were brimming with profound affection, as if his heart and gaze were solely dedicated to Gwendolyn, unable to encompass anyone else.
Yet, he now went behind Gwendolyn’s back to secretly meet another woman.
How interesting!
“Go and gather information about who he met and thoroughly investigate the entire situation. I want to have all the details as quickly as possible.”
“Yes.”
Charles’ deep blue eyes narrowed with amusement as he stood up and headed to Angle Corporation.
Right then, Gwendolyn was sitting in the CEO’s office, tidying up the desk and preparing to leave work.
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