The Ex and Her Riches

Missing? Gwendolyn was puzzled.

She furrowed her brow. “How could someone who was in prison just disappear like that?”

William shook his head. “She disappeared during the half-hour activity time after dinner yesterday. It was as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth, leaving no trace behind.”

“No trace?” Gwendolyn chuckled and responded, “How could an adult just disappear into thin air? It’s impossible not to find any leads. We must investigate thoroughly! Who has visited her recently? How long did they stay? We need to examine every detail and not leave anything out!”

“Understood,” replied William.

“Hold on.” As William was about to leave, Gwendolyn called out to him. Looking very serious, she said, “Go and check all the recent records of Noah’s visits.”

“Do you suspect…” Before William could finish speaking, Gwendolyn’s gaze grew colder and colder.

I hope I’m just overthinking it.

That afternoon, the rain poured heavily.

As sunset approached, the rain not only didn’t stop, but it grew even heavier.

The heavy rain splattered against the windowpane, making it appear as if the once unblemished glass was now divided into a series of cracks.

The weather was terribly gloomy as if silently conveying something.

Gwendolyn stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing out at the rain with a blank expression while her mind raced with unknown thoughts.

William was busy the entire morning and afternoon, only returning to report to Gwendolyn as evening approached. “Ms. Shalders, I’ve thoroughly checked all the records and found that in the past month and a half, only one person has visited both Natasha and Noah separately.”

Gwendolyn’s face darkened. “Who?”

“It’s… Nico.” William handed her the documents respectfully and continued, “And not long ago, Noah disappeared from prison for an hour. It’s said that he accidentally wandered into the freezer and was locked in by the staff before they left, but…”

“But what?” Gwendolyn asked impatiently.

“When he was found, he was covered in blood and had numerous wounds. It seemed like he had been beaten with something like a horsewhip or a similar object… And apparently, Noah and Nico are both under Mr. Wright’s command,” William continued.

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows as she listened. “Why is this only being reported now?”

“It was thought to be just an accidental locking in the freezer at the time. Plus, he was only beaten up because he had a feud with one of the gang leaders in prison. Since he wasn’t actually missing, everyone thought it wasn’t a big issue.” William answered.

Where would the prison get whips like that? It’s obvious that he was taken out and then brought back! The meaning of this is self-evident, Gwendolyn thought.

She suddenly recalled the unusual behavior of Maverick when they returned to Bay Villa yesterday afternoon.

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but suspect that he was deliberately stalling her, and perhaps he was afraid that she would discover Natasha’s disappearance.

She checked the investigation form and found that Natasha had disappeared during that exact period.

coincidence was too much

returned to Bay Villa, Maverick had

celebrating Natasha’s successful escape

this period of time, but it turns out that it was all to divert my attention and save Natasha. All that talk about taking responsibility for one’s mistakes and facing the consequences was just a load of crap, except when it comes to protecting Natasha, huh? It’s unreasonable! The more

the entire room was left

William was taken aback as he witnessed Gwendolyn’s outburst for the first time,

narrowed her eyes coldly.

driving recklessly in her anger, William took on the role

down in torrents, creating a loud and distracting noise against the car

relentlessly, Gwendolyn’s anger only grew worse,

out of the car, but he saw that she had already gotten out

Let me hold the umbrella for you! You don’t want to

cooking in the kitchen when he suddenly heard

had arrived home twenty minutes earlier than usual today. He was delighted and washed his hands after cutting the

of Gwendolyn opening the door and entering the villa, with her clothes and hair drenched in rain and her

an umbrella? Why did you walk in the rain? It’s getting colder these days, so be careful not to catch a cold. I’ll make you

word, Gwendolyn observed Maverick intently, her lips firmly

his face shows no traces of embarrassment. The

Natasha. What a clever tactic! His acting is impressive! Gwendolyn suppressed her anger and

was progressively deteriorating, Maverick found it peculiar and asked, “Gwendolyn, what’s

a smile, but her eyes betrayed a sense of coldness. “There are too many fallen leaves outside in the garden. You should go

glanced out the window subconsciously. “But

Ignoring Maverick’s words, Gwendolyn

Perhaps she was dealing with some sort of frustrating situation and needed to

to the backyard to get a broom, then started

into

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followed her. “Ms. Sholders! Let me hold the umbrello for you! You

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the kitchen, Moverick wos greeted by the sight of Gwendolyn opening the door ond

dry herself. “Did you forget to bring on umbrello? Why did you

soying o word, Gwendolyn observed Moverick intently, her lips firmly pressed

no troces of emborrossment. The offection

trying to divert me ond seek the opportunity to rescue Notosho. Whot o clever toctic! His

progressively deterioroting, Moverick found it peculior

her eyes betroyed o sense of coldness. “There ore too mony follen leoves outside in the gorden. You should go ond sweep them

glonced out the window subconsciously. “But it’s roining heovily

done sweeping.” Ignoring Moverick’s words, Gwendolyn