All Chapters of The Extravagant Maverick Parker: Chapter 51
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Exploring extra shop
In an hour and thirty minutes, the coffee break section was done. Before the meeting attendees parted ways, some of them still mingled in conversation. Even, Raphael shared about Aiden to Maverick in their conversation. "Well, my son is never interested in farmership. I ever asked him to read some books about plants and lands' type. Yet he could not absorb the theory further." Raphael uttered while sipping his cigarette and blew the smoke to the air. At that time, Maverick and the old man were standing behind the balcony of the sixth floor, where the meeting room took a place. "How about the practice? Can he do it?" Maverick inquired while attentively listening to the old man. Raphael glanced at him in hearty smirk. He could not specify how Aiden was not talented enough to plant a crop though it was the basic one. "He only know how to water the plant. That's why he ever told me to let him work behind the desk instead," He claimed. Maverick nodded at the the truth. It was t
A meeting in Hampton Corp
The next morning, Maverick woke up earlier than usual. Yet he didn't go to the gym centre on the top floor. The new day was begun with running around the regency. Though the sky was still covered in dark blanket, he got out from the penthouse in mint tracksuit paired with black training. It was his first time to run in one of luxurious regencies in Los Angeles. Firstly, he started running from the regular-based penthouses. He also passed the park where there were benches and a mini playground on the left corner. Ten minutes afterhand, he stopped and took a gentle gulp of the water he brough in sporty well-designed white tumbler. He brought the tumbler a few days ago when he bought some food ingredients in supermarket near the regency. Moreover, when the third round his running session had been achieved, Maverick walked to his penthouse. In wet tracksuit, he entered and got to upstairs for bathing. Whenever he
A normal day in campus
Two days, after gearing up for handling his company's internal case, Maverick was back to the university. As usual, he had to deal with projects and sort of quizzies since it was the last week before the final tests began. When the good day came, he decided to go to the library. He required more resources for two individual projects assigned by Mr. Thompson. The silence and calm atmosphere intensified as he stepped inside the room with more than ten book shelves and some computer rooms. Walking from shelf to shelf, he carefully put his glances on the book titles. He really had to find enough resources since he got easy topics to write a brief report and an essay. Besides that, he was keen on having higher GPA than some months ago, when he was on the second semester. However, in his process on finding the right books, he heard a few female voices and laughter. Among one of them, he knew the voice owner was there. Once he had taken a thick book, he peeked through the gaps aroun
Spotted Franco suspicously
Meeting Ella in a dream made Maverick on the cloud nine. He could find out some similarities between him and Ella, which was reading novels. Another surprise he had never expected was Ella and her thoughts of dating Sam Houston. "You mean he starts to be distant from you recently?" He concluded based on the story he just heard from Ella. Maverick carefully sip his ice berry americano, savoring the sour of raspberry combined with the bitterness of black coffee. Ella nodded weakly. Her excitement was not shining as usual when she talked about Sam. "He is out of town more than twice this week. He said it was for the thesis topic he had arranged, but my intuition felt he was up for something else," She added the details on why she believed Sam was distancing from her. Maverick, comprehending attentively, understood what Ella imagined. Yet, he managed to be neutral since he was just all ears to her. It
Showing the report
in 08:15AM, Maverick reached his destination. Though he only got some pictures as a report of the case, he still believed it could be the clue of the whole big picture. Just because it was a mall piece of the puzzle, it still had relation with how the puzzle would look in the end. With a few gentle knocks on Sophia's door, he stepped in as his boss ordered. "Good morning, Mr. Parker," Sophia uttered while she got a cup of chamomile tea in his hands. it seemed she just made it. "You may be startled with the photos I'll share, Ms." Maverick smirked slightly when he uttered the truth. Subsequently, he took his phone, opened the image folder, and showed it to his boss. Sophia gently checked on the photos. They showed the interaction between Franco and Martin, both inside and outside the cafe. "This man doesn't know where to put his face well. I'll give him an important lesson once this case is done," She nagged in frustrated tone. It was reasonable why Sophia faced another dis
Spying on Martin
On the other situation, it was around 10:15AM. Maverick, with the three document folders he had prepared, stood up from his chair and walked after Gregory who still had responsibility to train him until the next two months. While they had fled from Hampton Corp building, they hit the road with Maverick's Maserati car. The new car vibes were still caught by Gregory's senses as his orbs were stunned with the interior of the car. "How can you buy this expensive masterpiece?? Not all citizens in LA can own this vehicle." In his raspy deep voice, Gregory queried. He was curious if Maverick had relatives that were wealthy enough to lend him large amount of bucks. Maverick glanced at him as he pressed the gas pedal in steady speed. "Well, I get this from a lottery ticket," He lied by force. It would be weird if he told him how he purchased the car in cash without any second tought. All Gregory knew about Maverick was a stude
Accidental encounter
At another minute, Maverick had pulled out to the street. He swiftly took the fastest route to Hampton Corp. Yet, in the middle of the journey, Gregory thought of having some cups of coffee and snacks. Since he noticed the hunger in his belly, he stopped by at the cafeteria that sold pastrami sandwich and coffees. With the quick simple lunch menu, they talked and enjoyed the meals. "This is quite nice though it is not expensive like The Pastra, the restaurant that sells premium type sandwiches," Gregory commented after he savoured a small sized of pastramy sandwich on his plate. It reminded him of the famous restaurant that only served sandwich as their speciality. Maverick, just acknowledging new reference of food, stared at him and nodded a bit. He then responded, "Really? I just know about it since I have never been to the restaurant with one special menu." "Yeah, it is. Next time, you must spend time there with your friends or coworkers. It may be not budget friendly, but
Take Ella home
Maverick gave Ella a few pieces of tissue. Furthermore, Ella wiped her tears gradually. Honestly, he was eager to throw some questions on why she was crying, yet it would be silly to do so. He had acknowledged the accurate reason, even though it served right in front of his eyes. For a few minutes, he let her cry and stabilize her breath and mood. When Ella sighed softly, he began to break the silence, "Should we go now?" "Yeah, I guess." She nodded shortly. The bitter reality she just saw was enough to decide if she had to wait for Sam or not. Then, she continued, "You can go first. Don't worry, I'll be fine, going home by a taxi." Maverick blinked a bit. His gazes exuded concern and care to the woman. "No, I won't go. I'll take you to your home, instead," He offered. For that event, he also considered it as a win-win solution; he could be a sudden hero for his crush, impressing her more. Maybe, she could be
Observing the records
"It seems you have adapted well in this company, Mr. Parker," Franco opened the conversation as he pressed the button, and the elevator's doors closed immediately. "I try, at least, sir." The sense of awkwardness crept on Maverick's nerves. It may be a casual talk, but he felt it contained some mockeries in the way he asked. "But, you need to watch your steps in this company, young man." Franco stated as he put his hands on his pockets. It seemed he wanted to frame his wife with his poisonous lies. As the elevator escalated them, Maverick squinted his eyes and queried, "What do you mean, sir? I'm sorry I cannot understand it clearly." "Well, you may see my wife as a good old woman and the decent type of boss in this company. However, don't trust her too much. She can be very bossy, instructing her people to do this and that," Franco cleared up what he meant. The evil smirk spread on his wrinkled old face. Yet, those words didn't affect Maverick at all. He might not be cl
Increasing chemistry
At 07.20PM, Maverick had finished preparing himself. For that sudden occasion evening, he dressed in white t-shirt wrapped by grey semi-formal suit. Then, he paired it with a pair of grey slim fit jeans. To make it more casual but elegant, he put on Richard Mile's watch on his left wrist. "This must be fine." He glanced at his reflection on the mirror, near the toilet at the first floor of the penthouse. Moreover, his legs swayed, stepped out from the elegant vintage style penthouse. With enough confidence, he pulled out to the street in stable speed with his sleek Maserati Granturismo. Under the night starry sky, the skycrappers and city lights cooperated. Their colorful lights made the city look shimmering and glamorous, exuding the high lifestyle of Los Angeles elite class citizens. As he stopped under the traffic lights, the panel system appeared on his sight, talking to him. <