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.

sweat, and his hair was also damp from perspiration as it hung limply over his forehead. He looked like a helpless and pitiful puppy that had

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

as he felt the

slender and familiar figure although his

looked at that figure longingly. His voice was hoarse as he

how uncomfortable the drug made her

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

though his hands trembled violently, he stubbornly tried 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 felt so distant as if there was an insurmountable barrier forever separating the two of

the backlight, but he could

which was a hundred times worse than when the

she watched him

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

she would at least utter a

next was Ryan pouring ice-cold water over

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

pour it directly on his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on the armrest of the

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

impact caused Maverick

if his lungs were about to be coughed out. It

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 woman’s scream

on the armrest loosened slightly

chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning

in a cast, lying in the private ward of

to be anything good, and she tried her best to play the victim, acting as though she

was

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