Maverick twisted the doorknob and opened the door to his office; his expression deadpanned.

Suddenly, his expression switched to gloom, and a freezing aura began to exude from him. Regardless, Maverick stepped into his office.

Upon hearing the sound of an opened door, Tatiana sprang up from the sofa she was sitting on. She was dressed in a white gown that fell on her knees, and her long hair fell past her shoulder.

Her face seemed to have minimal or no makeup, making her look so innocent and enchanting. A sweet smile appeared on her face, and she raised Valencia’s book.

“Maverick, I went through the script; I love it...