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.

it hung limply over his forehead. He looked like a helpless and pitiful puppy that

to the point of exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently,

as he felt

and familiar figure although his vision

figure longingly.

couldn’t help but feel heartbroken after seeing how uncomfortable the drug

a little bit better knowing that I’ve suffered through the effects of the drug as well? Can this

violently, he stubbornly tried to reach out and touch the figure before him. It seemed so close that he could touch it as soon

couldn’t see Gwendolyn’s expression because of the backlight, but he could feel the coldness emanating

a hundred times

budge as she watched him

eyes narrowed slightly as she noticed that Maverick’s gaze hadn’t

least utter a single sentence that

Ryan pouring ice-cold water over his

cold to the core after being poured the bucket of ice water. His entire body trembled even

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

by her aggressive demeanor. His hand

massive impact caused Maverick to

coughing echoed throughout the basement as if his lungs were about

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 sounded from behind her. “Ah! Maverick!

armrest loosened slightly

chair, her usual icy haughtiness returning to

in a cast, lying

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

the end, she was forcefully

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