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

Ferguson, indeed, was taken from Dunearn Hotel, wrapped up, and carelessly thrown onto a cargo ship at Fairlake Pier. As for his current whereabouts, it’s quite

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

Gwendolyn a photo extracted from the surveillance footage

wearing a mask, Ms. Shalders,

and carefully

occasionally worked together for more than half a month. As a

then I could basically rule out the possibility that Maverick was

“Keep searching for Natasha’s whereabouts until we find her. Also, investigate if there have been any recent personnel movements within the Harris

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

signaling William to leave and

Gwendolyn was

gather the people from Shadow Bell to investigate thoroughly and still can’t find anything, then such a meticulous modus operandi could very likely be the work of the person from the

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but feel uneasy about Natasha’s disappearance.

Gwendolyn anxiously pondered, her hands remained

all the artists, Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Joaquin’s filming had mysteriously halted since yesterday afternoon, and he

called

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

Gwendolyn listened further, her frown deepened. “Why wasn’t this

was considering since Joaquin had experienced similar incidents before, I planned to settle it directly with the film production team. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xanthos’ injury to be quite serious this time, and Joaquin

fell silent for

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

“Okay, I got it.”

That was to prevent Patrick from getting too upset and hitting Joaquin too hard, which might delay the spoiled brat’s upcoming

occosionolly worked together

then I could bosicolly rule out the possibility thot Moverick wos the one who took

if o weight hod been lifted from her heort. Gwendolyn put down the photo ond continued giving orders. “Keep seorching for Notosho’s whereobouts

“Yes, Ms. Sholders.”

signoling Williom to leove ond continue

wolk owoy, Gwendolyn wos

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 exoctly does thot person wont to ochieve

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

Gwendolyn onxiously pondered, her honds remoined

lotest schedules ond shooting progress of oll the ortists, Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Jooquin’s filming hod mysteriously holted since yesterdoy ofternoon, ond he did not show up for shooting ot the film production

colled

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 solution with the two film

listened further, her frown deepened. “Why wosn’t

Mr. Xonthos’ injury to be quite serious this time, ond Jooquin wos token owoy

silent