"Valencia." As soon as Roman left, Maverick called in a gentle tone. He extended his hands and grabbed her hand in a comforting manner.

Valencia’s lips trembled, and her eyes pooled with tears, but she tried to blink it away. She turned to Maverick with a feigned smile playing at her lips. "I... I... I am..."

Before Valencia could regain a hold of herself, she had already burst into tears, her body trembling.

How could it be? How could the world be so wicked? All because of envy and hatred, a woman could cruelly do this? Why?

Valencia carefully lay in Maverick's bed and wrapped her hand around him tight....