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 also damp from perspiration as it hung limply over

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

to open his eyes as he felt the blinding

familiar figure although his vision

trembling hands without hesitation and looked at that figure longingly. His voice was hoarse as he

heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the

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

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

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

his heartthrob painfully, which was a hundred times worse than when the drug

she watched

slightly as she noticed that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since he opened his eyes,

would at least utter a single

Ryan pouring

He was ice cold to the core after being poured the bucket of ice water. His

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

aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured the

massive impact caused Maverick to cough

basement as if his lungs were about to be

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

on the armrest loosened slightly when

settled back into her chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning

in a cast, lying

could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she tried her best to play the victim,

was forcefully dragged

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