The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 2

Chapter 2 Your Thirty Billion

“What?”

Maverick frowned, seemingly never having expected her to propose a divorce. She had just drugged me last night. What stunt is she up to now, this early in the morning?

“Have you lost your d*mn mind?”

At that, Gwendolyn merely stared at him coldly. She was far shorter than the man, but her aura right then was wholly comparable to him.

“Haven’t you long since dreamed of getting a divorce? Seeing that it was your grandfather who coerced you into marrying me back then, no one can stop you from marrying Natasha anymore now that he’s no longer here. Don’t you want to give her a rightful status?”

Pursing his lips, Maverick scrutinized her closely.

Would she really be so kind as to give up her status?

At her solemn gaze and the fact that she didn’t seem to be lying, he snorted softly, his voice frosty. “I hope you don’t regret it.”

Gwendolyn sneered. Never had I been so determined about something!

“The only thing I regret is marrying you back then.”

she spun on her heel and left,

remained fixated on her

been gentle and docile before me, putting on an act of fragility. Today, however, she’s surprisingly steely. Could it be that I had

them went to City Hall that very morning, one after the

bought from the side of the street, Gwendolyn made a stark contrast with Maverick, who wore a high-end black suit from Prada, as

wasn’t at all bothered. All she wanted was for the

a brief ten minutes, their miserable marriage finally drew

her hand, Gwendolyn plunged into

on your

into her ears. By the time she lifted her head, the man had disappeared into thin air without dissuading her from getting a divorce or even taking a final glance at her. It was

this is for

head with

enough, we’ll be mere strangers the next time we meet

her thoughts, she walked to

black Bentley came to a stop in front

car door swung open, upon which a middle-aged man with graying hair headed toward her under

out his countenance, she jerked her chin up a fraction. In a flash, she was seemingly imbued with an

butler, Leif, wore an ingratiating smile on his face. He bowed deeply to her before venturing, “Ms. Harris, your three-year pact with Mr. Harris is

he glanced at the divorce certificate in Gwendolyn’s

continued in feigned regret, “It looks like you failed to have Maverick Wright fall in love with you. In that case, you should honor your promise and return to

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