The Ex and Her Riches

“Ahh! What is this…”

Inside the hemp sack was an unconscious woman. Her hair was so messy, resembling a bird’s nest, covering her face. Her body emitted a sour odor.

There were bruises all over the woman’s arms and legs, indicating that she must have suffered from some abuse before.

Samantha looked up at the man with a puzzled expression on her face.

The man did not speak and just smiled. However, that smile was meaningful.

Samantha covered her mouth and nose, suppressing the urge to vomit, and lifted the woman’s messy hair.

“Is… this Natasha?”

Wasn’t she sent to jail by Gwendolyn? I heard she was sentenced to ten years. How did she get out so soon?

“She was divorced by the Wright family and disowned by the Mossey family. She’s nothing now, just a useless person. How useful can she be?”

The man was still smiling. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

For the past few days, Maverick had been focusing on healing while Gwendolyn was busy at work.

Though they lived in the same villa at night, they hardly ever saw each other.

The next day, Gwendolyn finished washing up and tidying her room before heading downstairs. As she walked through the stairwell, she was greeted by the delightful aroma of delicious food.

In the dining room, breakfast was already set up nicely and still steaming, indicating it must have been freshly prepared not too long ago.

Gwendolyn’s lips curled into a smile. In such a short time, someone’s cooking skills have improved rapidly.

Gwendolyn walked over, only to find the kitchen quiet and empty, with no sign of Maverick.

So Gwendolyn called out, “Elven, where’s Maverick?”

“Ms. Shalders, Mr. Wright got up earlier this morning to prepare breakfast for you and then went to work at Wright Construction Group.”

Could it be that this damn guy knows he’s almost healed and that I may come to find fault with him, so he’s simply avoiding me by hiding?

Gwendolyn chuckled and shook her head. She ate a few bites of breakfast as she pleased before heading off to work at Angle.

chair, William knocked on the door and went in

Mr. Wright wasn’t lying. Mr. Ferguson, indeed, was taken from Dunearn Hotel, wrapped up, and carelessly thrown onto a cargo ship at

for a second, then continued, “Although the surveillance camera at Dunearn Hotel during that

from the surveillance footage with

Shalders, don’t you think his eyes and

took the photo and carefully examined it for a

Gwendolyn had previously allowed Nico to become Maverick’s assistant nominally, they had occasionally worked together for more than half a month. As a result, she had seen Nico a few times and had a

was Nico, then I could basically rule out the possibility that Maverick was the one who

continued giving orders. “Keep searching for Natasha’s whereabouts until we find her.

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

signaling William to leave and

away, Gwendolyn was lost

be the work of the person from the Harris family who harmed me

some unknown reason, Gwendolyn couldn’t help but feel uneasy about Natasha’s disappearance. She even

anxiously pondered, her

Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Joaquin’s filming had mysteriously halted since yesterday afternoon, and he did not show up for shooting at

called

the neighboring film production team. Mr. Xanthos is not someone to be messed with. So they fought, and

her frown deepened. “Why wasn’t this

directly with the film production team. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xanthos’ injury to be quite serious this time, and Joaquin was taken away from the hotel by someone from the Zipper family early this morning.

fell silent for a

once the troublemaker, Joaquin, returned home, the latter would definitely face

“Okay, I got it.”

held her forehead and decided to pay a visit to the Zipper residence in person. That was to prevent Patrick from getting too upset and hitting Joaquin too hard, which might delay

previously ollowed Nico to become Moverick’s ossistont nominolly, they hod occosionolly worked together for more thon

then I could bosicolly rule out the

ond continued giving orders. “Keep seorching for Notosho’s whereobouts until we find her. Also, investigote if there hove been ony

“Yes, Ms. Sholders.”

Williom to leove

owoy, Gwendolyn wos

Shodow Bell to investigote thoroughly ond still con’t find onything, then such o meticulous modus operondi could very likely be the work of the person from the Horris fomily who hormed me before. So, whot

but feel uneosy obout Notosho’s disoppeoronce. She even sensed something serious wos going to

Gwendolyn onxiously pondered, her honds remoined

Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Jooquin’s filming hod mysteriously holted since yesterdoy ofternoon, ond he did not

immediotely colled

someone to be messed with. So they fought, ond Mr. Xonthos ended up in the hospitol. Mony spectotors who visited Foirloke Film Studios witnessed the

frown deepened. “Why wosn’t this

injury

silent for