Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 444

Craig stared at her with a profound gaze. “How can that be considered selling? I’m just helping you to select a better husband.”

Jennifer looked at him in disbelief. “Craig, we live in an era that advocates freedom of marriage. If the price to regain my status as the daughter of the Newton family is the loss of my freedom and right to make my own decisions, I’d rather stay an orphan my whole life!”

Faced with her vehement objection, Craig quickly softened his tone and pulled her back to his side.

“There, there. This is just a discussion, so there’s no need for you to get so angry. If you insist on disagreeing, I won’t force you.”

Jennifer finally breathed a sigh of relief and continued to accompany him to socialize.

Meanwhile, over at Gwendolyn and Cedrick’s end, under their joint efforts, Harris Group successfully landed a substantial international trade offer as they wished.

They would meet the other party to discuss the contract details the following day.

Cedrick shook hands with Horace on Gwendolyn’s behalf.

“Ms. Harris, I look forward to our future cooperation,” Horace uttered politely in his less-than-fluent Chanaean.

Gwendolyn smiled. “It’s a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Horace.”

After settling that matter, Horace was swiftly whisked away by other guests.

Cedrick and Gwendolyn shared a knowing smile.

He nonchalantly wrapped an arm around her slender waist. “Gwenny, don’t forget the reward you promised me. You can’t stand me up this time no matter what.”

She pursed her lips and nodded earnestly with a smile. “You did well tonight, helping me secure a considerable deal, so I should praise you properly.”

Looking at her exquisite face, Cedrick felt his heart flutter. An urge to carry her back to Harrick Villa and ravage her to his heart’s content washed over him.

After attempting to suppress his burning desire for some time, he still failed to contain himself. He leaned close to Gwendolyn’s ear and whispered, “Darling, how about we slip away early and head back to attend to more pressing matters? We can’t waste this beautiful night entertaining others.”

“That won’t do. We must address matters one by one and cannot skip the process.”

She discreetly pinched his waist without using too much force. Her gesture felt ambiguous, but her eyes showed signs of warning.

“Ceddy, you behave and mingle with the other guests. I’m going to check on Jennifer.”

She patted his sturdy waist teasingly before turning around to leave.

Cedrick sighed inwardly while watching her graceful retreating figure.

“Mr. Jenson?” A soft feminine voice suddenly rang out beside him, disturbing his moment of appreciating Gwendolyn’s gorgeous figure.

He turned around and saw a woman. “What’s the matter?”

The woman, Yelena Dion, was slightly taken aback, seemingly not expecting Cedrick’s tone to be so cold.

“You don’t remember me anymore, Mr. Jenson? I’m Yelena, the third child of the Dion family. Before you joined the military, we even shared a meal.”

Cedrick gave her a cursory glance, noting only her pink chiffon dress and barely registering her looks. “Oh, okay.”

His dismissive attitude irked Yelena.

“Mr. Jenson, no matter what, we knew each other when we were young. Can’t you spare a moment to chat with me?”

Cedrick gazed down at the wine glass in his hand and replied icily, “I can’t.”

Yelena was rendered speechless.

Gwendolyn, who was planning to look for Jennifer, stopped abruptly in her tracks and turned around to glance in Cedrick’s direction because she thought she heard a girl calling out Cedrick’s name right after she walked away.