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

exhaustion, yet his body still trembled violently, and his face

struggled to open his eyes as he

and familiar figure although his vision

trembling hands without hesitation and looked at that figure longingly. His voice

how

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

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

because of the backlight, but he

heartthrob painfully, which was a

not budge as she watched him quietly from a

Maverick’s gaze hadn’t left her

she would at least utter a single sentence

next was Ryan pouring ice-cold water over

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

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

ordered, Ms. Shalders?” Ryan was shocked by her aggressive demeanor. His hand trembled, and he accidentally poured the remaining half bucket of water

massive impact caused Maverick to cough

sound of coughing echoed throughout the basement as if his lungs

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

grip on the armrest loosened

chair, her usual icy

in a cast, lying in the private ward of

door with a scowl on his face, Frida could easily tell that it wasn’t going to be

the end, she was forcefully dragged

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