The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 133

What? Did they guess it? Or did Frida betray me?

Dexter stumbled back in shock.

After calming down, he grinned, revealing eight teeth, and played dumb. “Maverick, what do you mean by that? I don’t understand.”

Maverick’s expression was icy cold, showing no interest in his ingratiation.

Seeing Maverick remain silent, Dexter secretly glanced at the bodyguards behind Gwendolyn. Each of them had a cold expression, looking fierce and menacing as if they wanted to devour someone.

Fearing that his family might be affected, he turned his head and gave Cecelia a signal. “Carol hasn’t freshened up yet, right? You should quickly take her upstairs to wash up. We have to show a good image in front of distinguished guests.”

“Okay.” Cecelia understood and turned to grab her beloved daughter. “Carol, let’s go.”

Before they could even approach the stairs, Gwendolyn’s four bodyguards swiftly stepped forward to block their way.

Elven and Ezra blocked the staircase while William and Quinton guarded the doorway.

“W-What are you doing? This is ridiculous! I’m in my own house!”

Dexter’s face turned red with anger.

Carol felt a little scared, so she shrank back into Cecelia’s embrace.

“No one can leave today before everything is explained clearly.”

Gwendolyn smiled as she picked up her cup from the table and gently sipped the coffee.

She exuded an air of calmness and arrogance, leaving all the members of the Dexter family baffled.

Dexter sighed, his expression slightly complicated, before saying, “Actually, it isn’t like what you think. When I found out Frida was the housekeeper at the Wright residence, I went to visit her. I don’t know where she got those two packets of drugs from. She told me about her plan and asked for my help, but I didn’t agree and even tried to persuade her otherwise…”

He paused as if coming to a sudden realization. “It seems that she has succeeded? Did anything happen to you, my ex-niece-in-law? I heard that the drug is quite strong. It’s all my fault! I should have persuaded her more.”

As he spoke, he sighed and expressed his “regret.”

What he had said not only drew a clear line between himself and the matter but also reminded Gwendolyn that they were once relatives.

Gwendolyn frowned slightly. “In the future, please address me as Ms. Shalders. The words ‘ex-niece-in-law’ make me feel quite uncomfortable.”

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Maverick standing next to her with an amused look in her eyes. “He said Frida asked him for it, while Frida claimed he encouraged her. Who do you think I should believe?”

Maverick stared sternly at Dexter and sneered, “Uncle Dexter, a man shouldn’t blame a woman for everything that goes wrong.”

This sentence was an affirmative statement.

just Ms. Shalders’ housekeeper now. What right do you have to interrupt our

attitude was

old foxes who spoke

any longer. In response, Elven placed an

is that?” Dexter

brought to the Wright Mansion today. Mr. Wright, would you like

he had no idea what she was trying to do, he felt that

was a gift, Cecelia smiled politely and said, “Ms. Shalders, it’s already so nice of you to come, and you

forward to take a closer look. Upon seeing the exquisitely crafted black-and-gold box on the coffee

box. Yet,

small bottles, each only half the size of a

it. In the

“W-What is this?”

were specifically prepared by Ms. Shalders for you and your family, Mr. Wright. Each of

he stepped forward and took a sniff, his face

all

chin on

laxatives, itch drugs, and others.

“Y-You…”

her words, and they were unable to utter a

I don’t want to drink

of three huddled together, shivering

that we used to

defend himself. “You and I

asked in puzzlement, “What else have

chonge in ottitude wos

who spoke differently in different situotions ond to different

nonsense ony longer. In response, Elven ploced on exquisite

is thot?” Dexter

modest gift I brought to the Wright Monsion

trying to do, he felt thot there

ond soid, “Ms. Sholders, it’s olreody so nice of you to come, ond you even brought o gift. Thot’s

closer look. Upon seeing the exquisitely crofted block-ond-gold box on

curiosity, she opened the box. Yet, she wos completely boffled by

smoll bottles, eoch only holf the size of o fist, neotly orronged in

picked one ond opened it. In the smoll bottle wos tronsporent liquid with

“W-Whot is this?”

by Ms. Sholders for you ond your fomily, Mr. Wright. Eoch of you will hove to choose

forword ond took o sniff, his foce chonged drosticolly. He quickly grobbed the bottle in Cecelio’s hond ond put

oll the

chin on

ore. Nothing here con poison you to deoth, but there ore loxotives, itch drugs, ond others. Out of the

“Y-You…”

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