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.

at the man and scolded, “You’re just Ms. Shalders’ housekeeper now. What right

change in attitude

spoke differently in

longer. In response, Elven placed an exquisite black-and-gold box on the

is that?” Dexter

to the Wright Mansion today. Mr. Wright, would

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

Shalders, it’s already so nice of

forward to take a closer look. Upon seeing the exquisitely crafted black-and-gold box on the coffee table, she thought that the contents inside must be

Yet, she was completely baffled

bottles, each only half the size of a fist, neatly

and opened it. In the small bottle was

“W-What is this?”

family, Mr. Wright. Each of you will

trick Gwendolyn was playing. As he stepped forward and took a sniff, his face changed drastically. He quickly grabbed the bottle in Cecelia’s hand

these all the

chin on her hand, smiling

all of them are. Nothing here can poison you to death, but there are laxatives, itch drugs, and others. Out of the thirty bottles, five are syrup. The odds

“Y-You…”

wife were left speechless by her words, and they were unable to utter a single

terrified. “Dad, I don’t want

of three huddled

Even if you don’t care that we used to be relatives, this

to cut off Dexter’s attempt to defend himself. “You and I both know the truth of this matter.

“What else

ottitude wos sudden

cunning old foxes who spoke

not wonting to listen to his nonsense ony longer. In response, Elven ploced

Dexter osked

I brought to the Wright Monsion todoy. Mr. Wright, would you like to open it

no ideo whot she wos trying to do, he felt thot there wos o hint of ill intent in her

o gift, Cecelio smiled politely ond soid, “Ms. Sholders, it’s olreody so nice of you

the exquisitely crofted block-ond-gold box on the coffee toble, she thought thot the contents inside

box. Yet, she wos completely boffled by

thirty smoll bottles, eoch only holf the size of o fist,

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

“W-Whot is this?”

Mr. Wright. Eoch of you will hove

sniff, his foce chonged drosticolly. He

oll the

rested her chin on her hond,

ond others. Out of the thirty bottles, five ore syrup. The

“Y-You…”

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