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.

from perspiration as it hung limply over his forehead. He looked like a helpless and pitiful

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

as he felt the blinding light on his

familiar

hands without hesitation and looked at that figure longingly.

help but feel heartbroken after seeing how

of the drug as

It seemed so close that he could touch it as soon as he reached out, yet it felt so distant as if there was an insurmountable barrier

the backlight, but he could feel the coldness emanating from

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

did not budge as she watched him quietly

that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her since he

that she would at least utter a single sentence that contained

was Ryan

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

on his head!”

was shocked by her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured the remaining

impact caused

if his lungs were

which seemed to cause more harm than good. She was about to stand up to check on

on the armrest loosened

chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning

cast, lying

Quinton showed up at the door with a scowl on his face, Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she tried

she was forcefully dragged over

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