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.

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

through this hour to the point of exhaustion, yet

he

and familiar figure although

without hesitation and looked at that figure longingly. His voice was hoarse as he said, “Gwendolyn… I-I feel…

seeing how uncomfortable the drug made her feel

the effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some of the disgust she

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

see Gwendolyn’s expression because of the backlight, but he could

intense coldness made his heartthrob painfully, which was a hundred times worse

as she

noticed that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since he opened his

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

was Ryan pouring ice-cold water

couldn’t bear the sudden, drastic change in temperature. He was ice cold to the core after being poured the bucket of ice water. His entire body trembled even

who told you to pour it directly on his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the armrest of the chair

demeanor. His

caused Maverick

throughout the basement as if his lungs were about

to stand up to check

on the armrest loosened

into her chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning

in a cast, lying in the private ward of the

door with a scowl 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

she was forcefully dragged over by

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