A Pigeon Pair: Sweetheart, Let's Get Married

Chapter 42 You Say That I'm Your Little Secretary

"It's getting late. You need to go out?"

Gloria noticed that Everly only had stayed at home less than half an hour. Also, it was getting late. It

was improper that Everly's boss enslaved Everly like this.

Besides, Hendrix was successful. Everly didn't need to run errands in the middle of the night!

Gloria stood at the door and watched Everly changing her shoes. Gloria muttered, "Quit if it's too hard.

Everly, I hope you live an easy and comfortable life. Don't be bullied by your boss."

Of course, Everly knew that Gloria loved her very much. Having been a single mother for all these

years, Everly felt a bit sorry and always wanted to make it up for Gloria.

With Hendrix's current assets, Everly indeed could be a carefree freeloader.

However, she was not like that. It was easy to evolve from frugality to luxury. Comfort was addictive.

Besides, she still had a son to support.

"Mom, I'm not tired. Besides, it's indeed an important document. I have to go." After thinking for a while,

Everly said to Edmond, "Go to bed early. I will take you to school tomorrow."

Edmond nodded, "Mommy, the teacher said that parents needed to attend a meeting the day after

tomorrow."

The day after tomorrow....

"What time does it start?"

"It seems to start after school."

Everly nodded, "OK. I see. I will go."

Edmond was happy and said sweetly, "Mommy, be careful. Come back early."

Everly was happy when she went out. During the half a month she stayed in China, Hendrix had been

helpful with Edmond. Otherwise, how could Edmond find a kindergarten so easily?

Her work was also going well.

Most importantly, Edmond was clearly happier than when he was in America.

It seemed that she had made the right choice.

The Farley family did not have a driver at night. Everly's driver's license was not ready yet, so she

could only take a taxi.

Everly looked at the address that Maverick sent to her on WeChat and told the driver. After thinking for

a while, she sent a message to Maverick.

Everly: Mr. Maverick, it's late. Is there something important? I'm on my way.

After sending this message, Everly thought of something else and sent another.

Everly: By the way, Mr. Maverick, you haven't told me how much that dress is. I'd like to transfer the

money to you.

After Everly had Maverick's WeChat, she hadn't looked much into his account.

She had been too busy recently and had forgotten about it.

Their first message was Maverick's address.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

His profile picture was a pair of eyes. At first glance, Everly couldn't see it clearly. She clicked it and

found that it was a pair of children's eyes.

That pair of eyes were very clear and clean.

It should be a girl. Her double eyelids were obvious. Her eyes looked clean and clear without any trace

of impurities. Besides, she was clearly smiling at the camera.

Everly was a little surprised. Was this Maverick's style?

Or perhaps he got the picture on line. Anyway, it looked nice.

It made her think. When people who had gone out into the world and become the so-called

sophisticated looked at these eyes, they would believe in once again the purity of souls. And they

would be lit up and become hopeful.

Everly was so curious that she browsed Maverick's Moments.

She found that he didn't post anything on his Moments.

'Well, this is so Maverick.'

She waited for a while, but Maverick didn't reply. Then she put her phone in her bag.

It took her 20 minutes to arrive at the destination.

As soon as Everly got off the car, she saw Maverick standing at the door of the club.

It was already past 9, and it was late autumn. The temperature varied between day and night. When

Everly got off the car, she got in a draught and pulled her coat subconsciously.

However, Maverick who was standing not far away only wore a thin shirt, and his coat was casually

hung on his arm.

He held a cigarette in one hand and put the other in his trouser pocket. He was thinking about

something, and his expression was obviously somewhat serious.

Because it was late at night, his handsome face seemed to have completely merged into the darkness.

His black hair was not as well combed as when he was in the office. A wisp of hair hung down and

covered part of his forehead.

When Maverick noticed her gaze, he turned around slowly.

Everly saw his eyes that were not as sharp as before, probably it was because of his bangs.

Maverick looked lazy, charming and demonic. Her heart couldn't help but beat faster.

He curled his lips and it seemed that he was in a bad mood.

Everly walked towards him. "Mr. Maverick, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I live a little far from here."

Maverick kept staring at her.

Everly couldn't stand his gaze. How should she put it? His gaze wasn't like a boss looking at an

employee. It was more like a man looking at a woman. That kind of possessiveness was too obvious.

She swallowed her saliva, "Mr. Maverick, what's the matter? It's getting late."

"Don't you want to give me the money for the dress?" Maverick finally spoke. His voice was slightly

hoarse, but it was still sexy.

Everly was surprised.

For the dress?

Maverick looked at her and said, "I never take women's money. It was an accident. It's yours since I

gave it to you. If you don't want to owe me a favor, drive me back."

Everly was surprised. "Drive you back?"

'It's so late, but he asks me here to drive him back. It's strange.'

'Doesn't he have a lot of drivers?'

Besides, her driver's license was only valid in America, and she hadn't had time to change to a Chinese

driver's license.

"Mr. Maverick, my driver's license is not valid." She said honestly, "Besides, I know that skirt is

expensive. You ask me to drive you back to pay back. It seems that I will take advantage of you."

Maverick shook off the ashes but didn't smoke. Instead, he moved closer to her.

Only then did Everly smell the liquor on him.

Did he drink?

"You think you're taking advantage of me?" He revealed a meaningful smile. It might be because he

had drunk. He looked handsome, in a dazing way. His eyes weren't as sharp as usual, and they were

pitch black and very bright.

Everly's mind went blank as she thought of his WeChat profile, that pair of eyes.

Somehow, at this moment, his edge was missing. These eyes looked similar to those in the picture.

As she was lost in thought, Maverick was already facing her in standing position, his hand holding the

cigarette took an abrupt grip of her shoulder.

"What should you do? My little secretary, do you know that you have taken advantage of me, not just a

skirt?"

Everly panicked and wanted to dodge.

He tightened his grip on her shoulder with a darkened expression.

"Don't dodge. We're not in the company. I'm not your boss."

Everly looked at him with a puzzled frown, " ... You called me here as my boss, and you just said...."

"What?"

"You said ... 'secretary'...."

"I definitely said more than the word 'secretary'."

"You said 'my little secretary'." As soon as Everly finished speaking, she wished she could bite off her

tongue.

Her face burned.