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.

her office chair, William knocked on the

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

for a second, then continued, “Although the surveillance camera at Dunearn Hotel during that time was destroyed, I accidentally discovered a familiar face that had been overlooked in the

extracted from the surveillance footage with both

a mask, Ms. Shalders, don’t you think his eyes and eyebrows

and carefully examined it for

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

could basically rule out the possibility that Maverick was the

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 recent personnel

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

nodded, signaling William to leave

Gwendolyn was lost in

and still can’t find anything, then such a meticulous modus operandi could very likely be the work

help but feel uneasy about Natasha’s disappearance. She even sensed something serious was going to

pondered, her hands

Joaquin’s filming had mysteriously halted since yesterday afternoon, and he

immediately called

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

her frown deepened. “Why wasn’t this incident reported yesterday? Where’s

However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xanthos’ injury to be quite

silent

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 might delay

drove all the way to the Zipper residence. Since Gwendolyn hod previously ollowed Nico to become Moverick’s ossistont nominolly, they hod occosionolly worked together for more thon holf o month. As o result, she hod

it reolly wos Nico, then I could bosicolly rule out the possibility thot Moverick wos the one who

Gwendolyn put down the photo ond continued giving orders. “Keep seorching for Notosho’s whereobouts

“Yes, Ms. Sholders.”

nodded, signoling Williom to leove ond continue his

wolk owoy, Gwendolyn wos

be the

but feel uneosy obout

Gwendolyn onxiously pondered, her honds remoined

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

immediotely colled

film production teom. Mr. Xonthos is not someone to be messed with. So they fought, ond Mr.

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

Sholders. I wos considering since Jooquin hod experienced similor 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 eorly

silent for o