The Prisoner's Wife Mr. Mavericks
The Mavericks' Old Grandpa's

Mavericks' old grandfather's main house

As soon as the car they were riding into the yard of the house with a size so wide as a football field filled with Japanese grass around it also in the middle of the grass there was a towering shower issuing a burst nya.

For a moment Irene's eyeballs stared at the several rows of people standing guard around the building from the entrance gate, entrance, and the other side, the right left side of the building to the back of the large and luxurious building.

What makes Irene shrivel her forehead, the atmosphere of the building feels so gloomy, the impression is really exactly like in mafia films.

But he admitted how big and luxurious the dreary building was.

He hopes the residents do not have faces and lives as bleak as the color of the lights and the building.

As soon as the Mavericks turned her car towards one direction on the right side of the building again made Irene round her eyeballs, he was quite surprised by the rows of cars inside and outside the building.

Maddened.

Irene could only say that when she realized that various kinds of luxury and classic cars were lined up and perfectly based in the parking area.

What dimension am I in, God?.

Irene thought there were too many surprises going on lately with her.

After the Mavericks engine was turned off, the man got out of the car and moved to wait for Irene to get out of there.

She really doesn't have the good side of even her romantic.

Irene cursed in her heart, she opened the door in a quick motion and then moved to follow the Mavericks who walked towards the main door of the building.

As the Mavericks tried to stop her footsteps, Irene looked so stupid, she passed the Mavericks figure with her relaxed and indifferent steps.

But instead of being able to move further the man immediately pulled his arm fast.

The woman was clearly shocked, reflexively her body turned around and....

"What?'

Irene immediately restrained her body movements quickly, staring at the man while raising the tip of her eyebrows.

He moved so fast not to hit the Mavericks' chest, for him he did not have to give the man a dramatic chance to get his body into the Mavericks' arms.

Mavericks fast.

"Don't display awkwardness, otherwise grandfather will ask us to get divorced as soon as he does"

Hearing Mavericks say, Irene floated her smile instead.

"Isn't that good? I can be free from your shackles as soon as possible, ahhh I really expected her"

Irene then hurriedly turned her body.

"You..."

Mavericks growled in disbelief at Irene's words.

"It could be this woman"

He thought how could there be such a type of woman at this stupid time.

Mavericks quickly pulled back Irene's arm, the next second she clasped Irene's palm tightly.

"Be sweet, otherwise I can make you sleep uncomfortable tonight"

Getting the Mavericks threat instantly made Irene turn her head towards the Mavericks, she immediately glared in annoyance.

"Kauuu"

Instead of being able to continue his rant, they had suddenly entered the main door of the building, Irene could see some servants bowing their heads before the two of them.

The next instant suddenly someone appeared from the direction of the end of the stairs, The old man whose hair had been perfectly bleached walked by using a stick on his right hand.

"You guys have come, huh?"

The tone of the old man's voice sounded extremely cold and unfriendly.

Widiwwwwww why so scary?!

Inner Irene as her eyeballs continued to stare intently at the footsteps of the old man who was moving closer and closer to them.