Chapter 73

When she heard Maverick's belated concern now, Laurelle smiled mockingly. Now, he suddenly knew she was tipsy off just one drink. But when she had been plastered before, he pretended not to notice. Laurelle smiled faintly at Maverick. "What does my drinking have to do with you? "You should play dead and stay out of my sight as an ex." Maverick frowned at the smell of alcohol wafting from Laurelle. He didn't want to argue with a drunk person. "Bianca, go bring the car over." Maverick tossed the car keys as he spoke, which arced through the air and landed in Bianca's hands. She instinctively caught them but felt uneasy inside. Was he treating her like a driver? She had a nagging feeling something was off. Among the three, was she the one who was meant to drive? Noticing that Bianca had frozen in place, Maverick grew impatient and urged, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up." Bianca bit her lip and clenched her fists. She was unaware that her nails were digging into her p