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.

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

to the point of exhaustion, yet his body

open his eyes as he

a slender and familiar

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

but feel heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the drug

better knowing that I’ve suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this lessen some of the disgust she

and touch the figure before him. It seemed so close that he could touch

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

was a hundred times worse than when

budge as she

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

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

what came next was Ryan

the core after being poured the bucket of

his head!” Gwendolyn’s grip on

Wasn’t that what you ordered, Ms. Shalders?” Ryan was shocked by her aggressive demeanor. His

impact caused Maverick to cough

echoed throughout the basement as if his lungs were

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

on the armrest loosened slightly when she heard

her chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning

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

his face, Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be anything good, and she

she was forcefully dragged over by

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