The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 127

Gwendolyn clenched her hands tightly as she listened to the low growls coming from inside.

However, her face was still cold and emotionless when she looked at Elven. “Do you think I’ve gone too far?”

Elven knelt down on the spot. “That’s not what I meant. You were drugged last night. It’s only fair to make up for the suffering you endured, but I know that you don’t really want to kill Mr. Wright.”

Gwendolyn felt much better after she heard that.

She looked at Quinton after contemplating for a while. “Go to the Wright residence and bring Frida over here. Be quick.”

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.” Quinton set off immediately.

The rest of them stood at the basement door, listening as the growling and struggling sounds grew more intense as though Maverick was on the brink of despair.

Even the tall and burly bodyguards found it difficult to continue listening and felt as though they were also being subjected to a cruel form of torture.

Ten minutes later, Gwendolyn finally spoke up. “Open the door. Get a bucket of ice water and bring it over. It’ll help him cool down.”

The bodyguards obeyed Gwendolyn’s orders after a brief moment of shock and went to get some ice cubes to mix with a bucket of water.

Creak.

The basement door opened, allowing a sliver of light to seep in. That beam of light stretched Maverick’s shadow long and thin in the center.

Maverick lay curled up on the floor, just like a baby in its mother’s womb.

soaked with sweat, and his hair was also damp from perspiration as it

had struggled through this hour to the point of exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently, and

eyes as he felt

familiar figure although his

that figure longingly. His voice was

but feel heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the drug made

that I’ve suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some of the disgust she feels toward me in her

that he could touch it as soon as he reached out, yet it felt so

because of the backlight, but he could

which was a hundred

budge as she watched him quietly from a

gaze hadn’t

would at least utter a single sentence that contained a hint of

was Ryan pouring ice-cold water over his

bucket of ice water. His entire body trembled even more violently, and his

on his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the armrest

by her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally

caused Maverick to

heart-wrenching sound of coughing echoed throughout the basement as if his lungs were about to be coughed

was about to

on the armrest loosened slightly when she

her usual icy haughtiness returning

been in a cast, lying in the private ward of the

a scowl on his face, Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be

end, she was forcefully dragged over

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