Valencia eyed the shrieking girl. The girl was an average-looking, slim girl in her twenties, currently dressed in a pink princess gown.
 
 The girl currently had a scowl on her face and her arms akimbo. Immediately, Valencia recalled the girl as Amelia, the daughter of Maverick's nanny, who grew up with Maverick.

 
Because Amelia had grown up with Maverick, she always believed that Maverick had a soft spot for her and that she'd one day become Maverick's woman. She was also among those who had bullied Valencia in the past.
 
Seeing Amelia's posture and expression, Valencia realized that even if she had no intention to seek trouble, that person would still seek trouble with her.
 
Valencia's lips subtly curved upward in eagerness.

 
Originally, Valencia was raging in a bad mood, and she had no opportunity to let it out. Luckily, a stupid punching bag had delivered herself. Hopefully, this uncouth girl won't let her down. 
 
Thinking like this, Valencia closed her eyes and continued swinging nonchalantly as if she hadn't noticed Amelia.

 
Seeing how beautiful and free Valencia looked tugged harshly on Amelia's heart. Even after six years of living like a rat, this vixen had grown up to become more beautiful. No wonder Maverick was attracted to Valencia. A jealous and resentful feeling bobbed in Amelia's heart. 
 
And further seeing how Valencia that slut dared to ignore her made anger course through her.
 
To Amelia, Valencia is something less than a mistress in Maverick's eyes. How dare Valencia show off in Amelia's presence? After all, Valencia is just a substitute for Tatiana. 
 
Amelia's face turned gloomy and sullen. "You slut. How dare you ignore me?"
 
Valencia yawned and stretched her body languidly her eyes didn't fall on Amelia throughout her words and her actions. It was as if she didn't see Amelia at all. "Where does this uncultured dog come from? Barking in the middle of the day?" Valencia softly expressed with a wide smile plastered on her face. She kept swinging heartily as if she hadn't just chided Amelia.
 
Amelia's face flushed with embarrassment, and she clenched her fist in indignation. "You slut. How dare you?" Amelia rebutted and marched towards Valencia immediately.
 
Before Amelia could take a step toward her, Valencia stood up and gave Amelia a fierce kick in the leg. Amelia crashed on the floor and cried out in pain immediately.
 
Valencia's languid expression disappeared, and her eyes turned cold. She took firm steps one after the other, approaching Amelia—a domineering aura oozing out of her
 
Amelia shivered in fright, and she shifted back, dragging her butt on the floor, uncared about her dress. At that moment, it felt as if she was in the presence of an asura from hell. And she wanted nothing but to escape instantly.
 
People like Amelia only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong. Back then, Valencia had always been a pushover.
 
Amelia didn't expect that slut to have changed. If she had known that it would end like this, she'd never have approached Valencia.
 
Valencia smirked and bent her waist until she could stare at Amelia. She sneered coldly. "Who's a slut?" She uttered and grabbed Amelia's chin harshly, causing Amelia to wince loudly.
 
Valencia stared at the frightened Amelia coldly her index finger began to trail Amelia's face wickedly while her hand gripped Amelia's chin harshly.
 
Amelia's face paled she broke into a sweat, and she trembled in fright.
 
Valencia's lips curved, enjoying the feeling that being a predator gave her. "Your facial features are naturally below average. What if I decide to disfigure you?"
 
Completing her statement, Valencia smirked wickedly and suddenly raised her finger as if she wanted to use her finger to stab Amelia's eyes. 
 
“Ahhh!” Amelia's face paled, and she shrieked in fright. Indeed, Valencia, that woman had gone crazy. How dare she take such brazen actions without caring how Maverick will react?
 
Amelia hurriedly cried out, panic and fright coursing through her. "I'm young Master Maverick's woman. He'll not let you off if you hurt me." She cried, tears pooling in her eyes. Amelia was afraid that Valencia would really do as she said. 
 
A girl's face is one of her prized possessions. Amelia had always known that Maverick loved it when a girl stayed natural without any form of plastic on her face or body.
 
So Amelia had always taken care of her face and her body naturally, with the hope that she'd catch Maverick's attention one day. She'd rather die than allow anything to happen to her face.
 
Upon hearing Amelia's statement, Valencia sneered indifferently, her face filled with contempt. "With such a disgusting face? Bah..." She paused and pretended to barf loudly. "Rick isn't blind." She purposely proclaimed sweetly, stabbing Amelia's heart.
 
Valencia sighed in boredom. She didn't expect Amelia to be no fun, causing her disappointment to vanish as soon as it came. She let go of Amelia's chin and stood up straight. "I tell you, I'm in a bad mood. If you say another word, I'll throw you in that water." Valencia threatened while pointing at a swimming pool in the distance.
 
Amelia scurried back in fright. As soon as she was a few steps away from Valencia, she stood up and fled, thinking that Valencia was crazy. 
 
Even Tatiana had always fawned over her. How dare a substitute like Valencia show off to her? She pointed at Valencia from the distance, her legs not stopping. "Crazy. You're a crazy woman. I'll report everything to the young master. He'll throw you out." She yelled. 
 
Valencia's lips curved up, thinking that it'd be okay if Maverick threw her out. She held her palms together in front of her chest and feigned a slight bow. "Amitabha. May the gods accompany you safely." She expressed
 
Valencia straightened her back, and a glint flickered past her eyes. What if she decides to shake the whole mansion? Example: scolding all the maids, crashing the plates, tossing food about, or threatening to kill herself with suicide... 
 
No. No. Valencia quickly shook her head, thinking that the last option was very dangerous. 
 
Suddenly, she shivered in horror. What if Maverick decides to indulge her like all those MLs do to their FL, regardless of what trouble she causes? Imagine that after breaking plates, Maverick gifted her plates and ordered her to break some more. Valencia shivered at the thought.
 
Then it'll be very scary. Perhaps she should try... 
 
"Ahhhhhh!" Valencia suddenly cried out upon being bridal-carried from behind. 
 
Immediately, familiar lips crashed on her lips and captured her lips in a deep kiss. Valencia's hand flew to Maverick's neck unconsciously, and she silently moaned. "Mmnh. Maverick."
 
Maverick's glazed eyes darkened immediately. Without hesitation, he strode towards a nearby room without breaking the kiss.
 
He kicked the door open and strode in before carefully placing her on the bed.
 
Valencia's swollen lips parted slightly in a gasp for breath, and her chest heaved heavily as soon as Maverick let go. Her mouth was filled with Maverick's sweet taste and alcohol. 
 
Staring at him, Valencia knew he was already drunk, but he was just being rational. Her lips parted to say a word, but before she could, Maverick pressed her down.
 
Maverick stared at the woman's doe and pleasured eyes, his eyes filled with words that his lips seemed unwilling to say. 
 
Seeing how she wanted him pleased his heart a lot, and he gave it to her just as she wanted him.
 
Amid pleasure, Valencia seemed to hear 'I'm sorry' spilled from Maverick's lips, but before she could confirm it, a wave of pleasure overtook her, causing her mind to become muddled. She forgot everything in an instant and began to moan loudly in pleasure.
 
.....
Corbyn Cirillo stood on the balcony and stared at the distance, different indecipherable glints flickering past his eyes. His phone suddenly rang, interrupting the silence. Immediately, he picked up the call.
 
"Boss, I've gotten Mr. Maverick's schedule. He'll be at the hospital to pick up Miss Tatiana two days from now." The person on the other side conveyed immediately
 
Really? An unruly smirk immediately crossed Corbyn's lips. His eyes shone, and a glint flickered past his eyes. "That'll work." He stated in an indifferent voice. "How are the boys?" 
 
"Boss, they're all prepared for the mission. We only need boss orders." The person politely expressed.
 
"Hm," Corbyn responded and cut off the call. His face softened upon recalling that woman, and he turned to leave the balcony.
 
Iris immediately scurried towards Corbyn as soon as he stepped into the living room. 
 
Corbyn's lips curved upward, and he picked up the adorable little girl.
 
 Iris beamed and wrapped her hands around Corbyn's neck happily. "Uncle, Mommy will get home soon, right?" Her eyes widened, and she blinked at Corbyn with her big blue eyes.
 
Corbyn's heart softened, and he ran his hand through Iris's hair, causing her to giggle happily. "Hm." He nodded
 
Iris's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Corbyn's hand eagerly. "Uncle, when will Quadruplet see mom?"
 
Corbyn smirked mischievously and placed Iris on her feet next to Hudson, Iverson, and Orson, who had been waiting for him. "Mom will be in the mansion soon, but it's a secret." He expressed.
 
The quadruplet pouted unhappily. However, they all beamed at the next minute because Corbyn had just told them that Mom would be home soon.
 
A wicked smirk subtly appeared on Corbyn's face. 
 
If Corbyn doesn't go to the club or makes an attempt to meet Maverick, Maverick will become suspicious of his silence.
 
After all, Corbyn was supposed to be in love with Valencia, who's now a member of the Cirillo family, and being blocked from all sides means Corbyn will be angry. So Corbyn had taken such actions to let Maverick's guard down.
 
However, what Maverick didn't know was that Corbyn and the quadruplet had successfully tracked Valencia's location, and Corbyn already knew about the security in the mansion. 
 
The guards Maverick positioned around Valencia were elite and top-notch. So before Corbyn can force himself in, Maverick will get information about Corbyn's arrival.
 
That location belongs to Maverick, so Corbyn doesn't have an inkling of what will come up or not if he decides to barge in.
 
So Corbyn decided to do it in a soft way that Maverick wouldn't expect.
 
Corbyn's lips curved and his back straightened in eagerness.
 
Valencia. Thinking of what Maverick said about her on the phone. His eyes darkened.
 
Corbyn's eyes narrowed and his clenched while thinking that this was the last time Maverick would set hands on his woman.