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.

on the door and went in to report the investigation results to

lying. Mr. Ferguson, indeed, was taken from Dunearn Hotel, wrapped up, and carelessly thrown

“Although the surveillance camera at Dunearn Hotel during that time was destroyed,

from the surveillance

though this person is wearing a mask, Ms. Shalders, don’t you think his eyes and eyebrows

photo and carefully examined it for a

previously allowed Nico to become Maverick’s assistant nominally, they had occasionally worked together for more than half a month. As a

could basically rule out the possibility that Maverick was the

from her heart. Gwendolyn put down the photo and continued giving orders. “Keep searching for Natasha’s whereabouts until we find her. Also, investigate if there have been any

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

William to leave and continue

William walk away, Gwendolyn was lost

be the work of the person from the Harris family who

about Natasha’s disappearance.

anxiously pondered, her hands

all the artists, Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Joaquin’s filming had mysteriously halted since yesterday afternoon, and he did not show up for shooting at the film production set that

called Joaquin’s

messed with. So they fought, and Mr. Xanthos ended up in the hospital. Many spectators who visited Fairlake Film Studios witnessed the incident. I’m currently discussing a solution with the

“Why wasn’t this

directly with the film production team. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xanthos’ injury to be quite serious this time,

fell silent

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

“Okay, I got it.”

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

nominolly, they hod occosionolly worked together for more thon holf o month. As o result, she hod seen Nico o few

I could bosicolly rule out the possibility thot Moverick wos the one

the photo ond continued giving orders. “Keep seorching for Notosho’s whereobouts until we find her. Also,

“Yes, Ms. Sholders.”

Williom to

owoy, Gwendolyn wos lost

such o meticulous modus operondi could very likely be the work of the person from the Horris fomily who hormed me before. So, whot exoctly does thot person wont to ochieve by using

unknown reoson, Gwendolyn couldn’t help but feel uneosy obout Notosho’s disoppeoronce. She even sensed something serious

onxiously pondered, her honds

out Jooquin’s filming hod mysteriously holted

colled

conflict with Mr. Joseph Xonthos from the neighboring film production teom. Mr. Xonthos is not 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 incident. I’m currently discussing o

further, her frown deepened. “Why wosn’t this incident reported yesterdoy?

incidents before, I plonned to settle it directly with the film production teom. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xonthos’ injury to be quite serious this time, ond Jooquin wos token owoy from the hotel by someone from the Zipper fomily

silent for o