The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 115 Are You Going To Kneel

Maverick’s expression remained calm and composed as he said indifferently. “I prefer not to talk while I’m attending to my personal needs.”

Elven and Quinton were taken aback by this statement.

Could he be… It was only fifteen minutes. Did he take the time to jerk off while using the restroom? Isn’t the time a bit too short for a man?

Their gazes instinctively shifted downward from Maverick’s face.

Seeing their astonished expressions, Maverick’s face grew increasingly stern. F*ck, that was what he meant. when he said he wanted to use the bathroom.

But since he had been misunderstood anyway, Maverick saw no point in trying to explain himself. Instead, he simply walked to the sink and began to wash his hands with his usual graceful demeanor.

The two bodyguards watched him washing his hands.

Well, every man understands what this gesture means. Why should men make things difficult for each other?

Elven and Quinton were completely convinced by his nonsense.

After leaving the Wright residence, they escorted Maverick back to the car and drove him back to Bay Villa.

Upon arriving at the villa, Elven and Quinton informed Maverick before they discreetly positioned themselves in the shadows again. “Mr. Wright, we have approximately four hours before Ms. Shalders returns. Despite your absence earlier today, there are still household chores that need to be completed. before she comes home.”

“I know.” Maverick maintained his stoic demeanor as he spoke and pushed the door open, stepping into the villa.

Gwendolyn finally got off work an hour later than usual.

Wright Construction Group had been facing significant challenges as a result of Frida and Samantha’s extravagant spending. The company was grappling with numerous unresolved issues, and its stock market performance had declined significantly.

Gwendolyn had to put in extra effort in order to restore Wright Construction Group to its former glory within a short timeframe so that she could settle the score with Lane Group as soon as possible.

Upon returning to Bay Villa, she didn’t rush inside. Instead, she summoned Elven and Quinton who were hiding in the shadows.

“Ms. Shalders,” the two of them respectfully greeted, before starting their report. “Mr. Wright didn’t display any unusual behavior today.”

Gwendolyn didn’t believe it. “Is he really that well-behaved? Are you sure you never let him out of your sight?”

Both of them said in unison. “Yes.”

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me everything he said to Frida and Sheralyn today, without leaving

glances and began

their report, Gwendolyn’s expression remained composed. “All right. Thank you for

of the situation, Gwendolyn gracefully made her

was brightly lit, and there was a faint aroma of food in the

heard some noise and stepped out to find Gwendolyn entering the living room. Without a word, he

her feet.

“Welcome home.”

the door, observing him. Although he spoke with a somewhat reluctant tone. and his expression was icy cold as if she owed him three million dollars, he had

at him.

reply, she turned

ready. Let’s eat before you go

recalled Maverick’s past mockery and ridicule when she had diligently waited for him to return home for dinner last time. Instantly, her face grew

and eat,

Maverick stepped forward, a peculiar expression adorning his face. “You’ve already eaten? Who did you eat with? Treyton

on Maverick’s face. “It was Sherman, wasn’t it? After discussing work, you two went

Gwendolyn frowned.

does he look like a

my housekeeper now, so you have no right to

walked

watched her figure gradually disappear into the stairwell, Maverick’s demeanor underwent a drastic shift.

shifted toward the fruit knife nestled within the fruit basket on the coffee

three in the

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this was the time when people were in their deepes stage of

window, painting delicate patterns of light upon the sleeping

with full alertness. There was no trace of sleepiness

sat up, quietly leaving the room. He then reached the first floor and retrieved

had a

that

it so similar to the night before the

sudden realization, Gwendolyn’s eyes snapped open, and an alarming gust

instinctively reached out and tightly gripped the blade. The sharp blade cut through her palm, and

assessing the distance between herself and the attacker, she swung her

“Um…”

on the man’s face. He let out a muffled grunt and

guess the attacker’s identity. In the entire villa, aside from Maverick, no

and quickly turned on the table lamp

it