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A Pigeon Pair: Sweetheart, Let's Get Married novel Chapter 37

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Key: A Pigeon Pair: Sweetheart, Let's Get Married Chapter 37 She Smelled of Milk

Maverick's office was on the top floor of Lamont Group.

And Everly's office was right across from him.

Actually, apart from other things, she was indeed promoted, and she got her own office. Although she was a little busy with work, compared to before, she was more capable of it now.

She made a phone call to Brielle yesterday. Brielle also knew that she had been transferred to Lamont Group and became Maverick's chief secretary. Brielle sincerely congratulated Everly and said that she would return home next week at least. She got a job at LAL.

Everly was quite happy. She glanced at the calendar, and thought Jack was probably coming soon.

During this period of time, she usually asked the driver to go to Edmond's kindergarten first in the morning, and then they went to the company. Although she had to get up half an hour earlier, she was satisfied that she could take her son to kindergarten every day.

However, Edmond talked to her about a little girl called Candy every day.

Moreover, he often told her that he wanted to introduce Candy's father to her.

Thinking of this, Everly almost freaked out.

Why did everyone want to introduce men to her?

When Everly was struggling in mind, Maverick came out of the office.

He wore a flesh-colored shirt and a pair of black trousers today, and they were very stylish. He had an excellent figure, and his complexion was also perfect. All formal clothes of any color looked good and unique on him.

Everly quickly got serious, stood up and greeted him, "Mr. Maverick, do you have any instructions this afternoon?"

Hearing this, Maverick stopped.

Everly saw he was fiddling with the collar of his shirt. With the black bow tie, he looked abstinent and ruthless.

When he approached her, there was a faint smell of smoke on him. Everly's heart was at a good rate and she retreated a little back by instinct.

This man was always of great aggressiveness, so she needed to keep a certain distance from him.

Maverick constantly fiddled with that bow tie with his slender fingers, and frowned, "What?" After a few seconds, he continued in a casual tone, "I have something to do. You can leave after you're done."

It seemed he still didn't finish the bow tie.

Everly saw that he was tall standing in front of her, and that bow tie might be too tightly fastened for him to untie it.

She had worked with him for a week and always saw he was cold. It seemed he could handle anything perfectly, and he was always confident of victory.

Everly sometimes thought that he was omnipotent.

But now, a bow tie actually got him there.

His eyes were always infinite and sharp, but now, they were glittering with a bit of confusion.

With this subtle difference, Maverick looked a little cute.

Anyway, Everly felt that it was a little funny at this moment.

She was relaxed now, so she forgot to keep a distance. She couldn't help taking a step forward and reaching out.

"Well, I think it was hooked. Let me help you with it."

Maverick paused. Because he was tall, when she approached him, he needed to look down at her.

The difference was close to 20 centimeters. When she stood before him, it looked she was sticking to his chest.

She was so petite and soft.

In these past few days, he had always been cold and indifferent. This was because he was certain that she completely forgot about that crazy night.

He didn't know how to describe this feeling.

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