The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 22

Chapter 22 Never Understood Her

Gwendolyn clenched her jaw. Instead of slowing down, she floored the accelerator and picked up speed. Her eyes glimmered with a fiery resolve as if she was ready to take them on.

Both black car drivers were taken aback as she drove towards them without hesitation.

Two seconds before they were about to bump into each other, the black cars retreated in unison, allowing Gwendolyn’s Volkswagen Santana to slip away through the small gap between them.

Before she could heave a sigh of relief, the black cars immediately came after her.

Gwendolyn wanted to go around in circles to shake them off, but her Volkswagen Santana wasn’t quick enough to do so.

She bit her lip, but her heart was unusually calm.

Through the rearview mirror, she roughly estimated the number of occupants in the black cars.

There were five people in each black car including the driver.

There were ten strong, burly men in total.

I’ll be at a disadvantage if the fight continues for too long. If I use my abilities wisely, however, I may have a sixty percent chance of emerging victorious. I’ll have to confront them no matter what. I’m feeling grumpy today, so it’ll feel nice to have a good fight! F*ck it!

After making up her mind, she drove her car toward an abandoned building on the outskirts. Her face showed a steely determination as she pulled into the parking lot.

The black cars skidded to a halt behind her, and ten intimidating burly men armed with batons got down.

Gwendolyn leaned on her car casually with her arms folded.

The thugs‘ faces lit up with excitement when they saw her voluptuous figure clothed in a snug white dress.

They were convinced they had struck gold by accepting this deal.

over them and parted

don’t blame us for what’s about to happen. Blame yourself for crossing

asking who hired them,

kicked off her high heels as her lips curled. A cold gleam filled

as she said her piece, the ten thugs raised their batons and

Honk, honk, honk!

far away, a car

Huracan drifted seamlessly and appeared in their

driver was

ago, Maverick threw Noah out of the car for his poor driving skills and deducted a month of

of the car with a cold expression after it

one hundred and eighty–eight centimeters stature exuded an intimidating aura, making him seem like he

wide open at the

he strode past Gwendolyn and aimed a swift kick at one thug. His kick

their batons and charged

distress, Gwendolyn put on her high heels and leaned back against her car to witness the heroic battle that

was thrilled that someone was here to help

In just a few minutes, he managed to take down most of the thugs. The only man left standing was the leader

cracked his hands, his gaze as dark and foreboding as

a chill go down his spine being the target of Maverick’s frosty gaze. His legs trembled profusely as he fell to his knees and begged, “Please spare me. I’ll leave right away! I promise I won’t

was about to ask questions when Gwendolyn strutted over in her high heels. Grabbing the leader’s collar, she shot

know. We usually accept any job as long as the client is willing

her arm

harsh slap. He took one look at Maverick’s murderous glare and wailed, “Gorgeous! No, Goddess! I swear

a kick sent him flying straight

the man coughed up blood

to glance at Maverick as he was the

expression was grim. “Seriously? These thugs are unbelievably nasty.

rage. Despite our separation, she’s still my ex–wife, and I won’t allow anyone else to lay a finger on her. That man deserves death, right? She’s a

any pain at all. You should’ve tortured him while he was conscious. The

She isn’t kind at

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