The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 4 How Fast You Change Your Tune

Frida was completely staggered by Gwendolyn’s imposing aura.

Is this still my meek daughter-in-law?

“Oh, I understand now! You were merely putting on an act in the past!”

Growing increasingly incensed as she mulled over the latter’s change, Frida gritted her teeth and threatened, “I’m never going to let this incident today slide! I’ll tell Maverick about it and have him divorce you! This time, I’m going to kick you out of the family even if you beg me on your knees!”

However, Gwendolyn merely sneered with a contemptuous expression on her face.

“Ah, I forgot to tell you this earlier. Just ten minutes ago, I’d already gotten divorced from Maverick. From now on, I’ll never again take a single step into the Wright residence even if you beg me on your knees.”

Divorced? And a while ago, at that? How could that be? This bumpkin had been shamelessly clinging to the Wright family in the past, yet she has finally given up?

Eyeing her retreating back dubiously, Frida gave Maverick a call right then and there to verify that piece of news.

“Have you really gotten divorced, Maverick?”

Maverick grunted in affirmation, but a frown then marred his countenance. “Who told you when it had just been finalized a moment ago?”

it be? I bumped into Gwendolyn, and that b*tch even raised her

had truly gotten divorced. She even started crowing, “This is great! You’ve finally gotten a divorce! How could a woman of unknown origins from

his lips into a thin line, his

of irritation and guilt swamped

wouldn’t easily agree to a divorce. He even prepared a settlement of three million and a mansion in advance. Yet, she was the one who proposed it. On top of that,

without any money and family by her side, how will she survive in the future? Oh well, she’ll

taxi back to the little mansion belonging to her and

so much so that

the courtyard and headed upstairs right away to pack her luggage. When she had done so, she didn’t want to tarry in the mansion for

a beautiful figure in the living room turned around and looked at her no sooner had she

smiling innocently. “It’s been a long time,

momentarily, seemingly never having expected to see the woman

just gotten divorced, yet Maverick had already given her the key to the mansion? So, he’s allowing her to move in just like that? It

of repulsion flooded Gwendolyn. Nonetheless, she elegantly

her poise, Natasha’s expression froze imperceptibly. But in

aura is increasingly more like that of the mistress of the Wright family. Oh, sorry, it was a slip of the tongue.” Clapping

to assert her dominance over her, Gwendolyn wasn’t the least

him to you. Anyhow, don’t get

quickly turning chilly and her expression contorting into