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.

floor beneath him was soaked with sweat, and his hair was also damp from perspiration as it hung limply over his forehead. He looked like a helpless and pitiful

the point of exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently, and his face was horrifyingly

his eyes as he felt the blinding light on

a slender and familiar figure

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

feel heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the drug made her

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

he could touch it as soon

backlight,

a hundred times worse than

not budge as she

gaze hadn’t left her since

least

Ryan pouring

after being poured the bucket

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

Wasn’t that what you ordered, Ms. Shalders?” Ryan was shocked by her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured the remaining half bucket of

massive impact caused

throughout the basement as if his lungs were about to be coughed out.

to cause more harm than good. She was about to stand up to check on Maverick when a woman’s scream

loosened slightly when she heard

her usual icy haughtiness returning to

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

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

end, she was forcefully dragged over by

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