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.

and his hair was also damp from perspiration as it hung limply over his

point of exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently, and his

as he felt the blinding light on

and familiar figure although his vision was

hands without hesitation and looked at that figure longingly.

how uncomfortable the drug made

effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some of the disgust she feels toward me in

to reach out and touch the figure before him. It seemed so close that he could touch it as soon as he reached out, yet it

Gwendolyn’s expression because of the backlight,

which was a hundred times worse than

not budge as she watched him quietly

hadn’t left her since he opened his eyes, but she remained

still waiting, hoping that she would at least utter a single sentence that contained a

was Ryan pouring ice-cold water over his

poured the bucket of ice water. His entire body trembled even more violently, and his teeth chattered from

his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the armrest of the chair tightened

what you ordered, Ms. Shalders?” Ryan was shocked by her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured the remaining half bucket of water all

impact caused Maverick

as if his lungs were about to be coughed

extremely frustrated by Ryan’s approach, which seemed to cause more harm than good. She was about to stand up to check on Maverick when a

loosened slightly when she

her chair, her usual icy

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

on his face, Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she tried her best to play the victim, acting as though she really didn’t

end, she was forcefully dragged

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