The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 117 Face The Consequences For Hurting Her

Gwendolyn fell silent for a moment before continuing her instructions. “Keep an eye on hum. Also. Quinton, stay behind and guard the villa. Make sure he doesn’t leave the house for the next few days. He needs to clean up the house and does his share of the chores”

Understood.” Quinton replied

He opened the car door and got out of the car, watching as the two vehicles drove off in the direction of Teryton’s villa.

The next morning. Treyton saw Gwendolyn sitting in the restaurant, enjoying the breakfast that Flora had prepared. Only then did he realize she had returned to the villa.

He intended to walk over and tease her a bit, but he suddenly noticed something strange. She was using her left hand to hold the spoon to eat.

Her right hand hung naturally at her side, not on the dining table.

Treyton circled her and sat down next to her at the dining table. Just then, he noticed her right hand was wrapped in a bandage.

“Kiddo, what happened to your hand?” he asked.

Gwendolyn nonchalantly continued eating her oatmeal. “It’s nothing. I just got bitten by a dog.”

Hearing that, Treyton felt his heart ache. “What kind of dumb dog dares to bite my precious little sister? I’ll take care of it for you!”

“It’s just a useless big wolfhound. I can handle it,” she replied.

Treyton wanted to ask more, but Gwendolyn had already put down her spoon and finished her breakfast. “Treyton. I’m heading to Wright Construction Group now, and then I have to go to Angle Corporation in the afternoon. I won’t disturb your meal further.”

“All right, be safe,” Treyton replied.

After Gwendolyn left, Treyton called Elven in.

He sat on the dining chair, his face cold and stern as he glared at Elven. “What exactly happened to Gwendolyn’s hand?”

Elven lowered his head, trembling as he spoke. “It’s just like Ms. Shalders said. She was bitten… by a dog.

“Elven, you know the consequences of lying to me. She’s living well in Bay Villa, so where did the dog come from? It must be Maverick, that dog, right?”

“You’ve already figured it out, so why do you ask me?” Elven felt wronged getting scolded by Treyton.

Treyton was furious. “That d’mn guy! It was a mistake to let Asher spare his life last time. How dare he hurt

to make a call,

Harris, please calm down. Ms. Shalders is ʼn

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can slowly torture him to death,

a few instructions to him. “Do

Mr. Harris!” Elven

constantly running back and forth between Angle Corporation

approaching, the talent show had stopped recording for a day, giving

nice dinner with her brother. As she was tidying up her desk, her assistant, Joanne, burst into the

of the talent show

very serious. Who could it be this

base with Joanne

even left the base. Hence, she should still be there somewhere rather than

the base searched almost every corner of the place. Yet, they couldn’t find her. It was as if she had vanished into

that instance, the remaining staff and contestants were all on

believed in ghosts or

someone is trying to

home for Thanksgiving into her office and

anything. I’m not in the same dorm as her, and I’ve never

with the other girls in her dorm. Maybe you should

everyone, it seemed like no one was telling the truth. Gwendolyn did not

choice but to seek help from Charmaine, who had just been eliminated in the previous

I’ve already been eliminated. How would I know what happened? But I can tell you that Samantha never came to me. This doesn’t seem like something she would do. However, I do know that Sylvia Lindsay used to bully her when the cameras

Sylvia?

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narrowed her eyes and responded, “All

charge to investigate Sylvia’s departure record and found out that she had just left this morning. Half an hour after she left,

this be a

Gwendolyn found a reason to summon Sylvia back to

arrival, Sylvia was forcefully taken to the conference

of the conference room, her cold gaze

right to restrict

and responded, “I am the talent director of Angle Corporation and the

“Do you know who I am? I’m under the protection. of Yvette Faraday, the rich heiress of

one phone