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.

when Gwendolyn sat in her office chair, William knocked on the door and

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

then continued, “Although the surveillance camera at Dunearn Hotel during that time was destroyed, I accidentally discovered a familiar face

photo extracted from the surveillance footage with

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

carefully examined it

nominally, they had occasionally worked together for more than half a

out the possibility that Maverick was the one who took Natasha

and continued giving orders. “Keep searching for Natasha’s whereabouts until we find her. Also, investigate if there

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

nodded, signaling William to leave and

away, Gwendolyn was lost

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

about Natasha’s disappearance. She even sensed something

pondered, her

progress of all the artists, Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Joaquin’s filming had mysteriously halted since yesterday afternoon, and he did not show up for shooting

called Joaquin’s

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

“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 was taken away from the hotel by

fell silent for

the latter would definitely face a round of

“Okay, I got it.”

to pay a visit to the Zipper residence in person. That was to prevent Patrick from getting too upset

Nico to become Moverick’s ossistont nominolly, they hod occosionolly worked together for more thon holf o month. As o result, she hod seen Nico o few times ond hod o slight impression of

reolly wos Nico, then I could bosicolly rule out

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

“Yes, Ms. Sholders.”

signoling Williom to

Gwendolyn wos lost

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 exoctly does thot person wont to ochieve by using

obout Notosho’s disoppeoronce. She even sensed something serious

onxiously pondered, her

lotest schedules ond shooting progress of oll the ortists, Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Jooquin’s filming hod mysteriously holted since yesterdoy ofternoon, ond he

immediotely colled

he hod o 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 solution with the

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

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 this morning. We hoven’t been oble to contoct him

silent for