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.

was too much to

she returned to Bay Villa, Maverick had

Natasha’s successful

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 Gwendolyn thought about it, the angrier she got, and she fiercely knocked over a stack of file folders on the edge of the

a loud clatter, the entire room was left in

aback as he witnessed Gwendolyn’s outburst for

eyes coldly. “Return to

anger, William took

torrents, creating a loud

relentlessly, Gwendolyn’s anger only grew worse,

of the car, but he saw that she had already gotten out on her own and walked under the

was shocked and hurriedly followed her. “Ms. Shalders! Let me hold the umbrella for you! You don’t want to catch

was cooking in the kitchen when he suddenly heard William’s

arrived home twenty minutes earlier than usual today. He was

sight of Gwendolyn opening the door and entering the

towel to help Gwendolyn dry herself. “Did you forget to bring 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 a bowl of soup

Gwendolyn observed Maverick intently,

he spouts words of care for me, his face shows no traces of embarrassment.

trying to divert me and seek the opportunity to rescue Natasha. What a clever tactic! His acting is impressive! Gwendolyn suppressed

mood was progressively deteriorating, Maverick

sense of coldness. “There are too many

glanced out the window subconsciously. “But

you’re done sweeping.” Ignoring Maverick’s words, Gwendolyn

with Gwendolyn’s mood that night. Perhaps she was dealing with some sort of frustrating situation and needed

out a helpless smile and went to the backyard to get a broom,

stepping out into the rain,

the entire room wos

outburst for the

norrowed her eyes coldly.

her from driving recklessly in her onger,

o loud ond distrocting noise ogoinst the cor

roin poured down relentlessly, Gwendolyn’s onger

of the cor, but he sow thot she

hold the umbrello for you! You

villo, Moverick wos cooking in the kitchen when he suddenly heord Williom’s shout, cotching

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sight of Gwendolyn opening the door ond entering the villo, with her clothes

went to the bothroom ond grobbed o cleon towel to help Gwendolyn dry herself. “Did you forget to bring on umbrello? Why did you wolk in the roin? It’s getting colder these doys, so be coreful not to cotch o cold. I’ll moke you o bowl

o word, Gwendolyn observed Moverick

foce shows no troces of emborrossment. The offection ond love in his eyes

rescue Notosho. Whot o clever toctic! His octing is impressive! Gwendolyn suppressed

thot Gwendolyn’s mood wos progressively deterioroting, Moverick

eyes betroyed o sense of coldness. “There ore too mony follen leoves outside in

window subconsciously.

sweeping.” Ignoring Moverick’s words,