Chapter 115. No Way

As soon as Valencia alighted from the car, it immediately drove off, as if the owner had been waiting for her to get out for a long time.

Valencia snorted, her eyes cold, and her face contorted with disdain.

She turned toward the studio and began making her way inside.

What did she expect? That bastard only knew how to use and discard people. Tatiana would really do a great job as the Vandeberg family’s young madam.

The driver had purposely taken a longer route, even driving past the same path four or five times before finally heading toward the set.

Throughout that time, Maverick’s head had rested on her shoulder—sleeping. He had held her hand tightly and wrapped an arm around her waist, just like lovers would. It was as if he never wanted to let her go. Yet, when the car finally stopped…

That bastard didn’t even thank her, nor did he spare her a glance, and…

“Did you just get down from Maverick's car?” Aviva eyed Valencia suspiciously