The Ex and Her Riches

That evening, at the charity gala.

It was held at Fairlake’s most luxurious hotel, Gardens Hotel.

The hotel was splendid with opulent decor. Only prominent business tycoons and wealthy scions of Fairlake were invited to attend the gala.

As it was a charity event, Gwendolyn chose a black gown adorned with golden clouds embroidery. Her hair was elegantly combed to one side, giving her a mature and charming appearance that was both sensual and enticing.

Ever since the talent show, everyone knew she was the boss of Angle. So there were far fewer prejudiced gazes when they looked at her.

As soon as she and Joaquin appeared, they became the center of attention. With Joaquin’s popularity in the entertainment industry, the two of them instantly dominated the conversation.

Initially, Gwendolyn was determined to keep a low profile. However, she drew attention as soon as she appeared.

Joaquin saw that she wasn’t too happy and chuckled.

“There’s no helping it. You just look stunning. This gown is very demanding on one’s figure, but it looks like it was tailor-made for you. As expected, attending an event with you never disappoints. I’m so proud!”

Gwendolyn stared at him and whispered, “You’re teasing me already? So it seems the beating you took during the day doesn’t hurt anymore, huh?”

Joaquin’s expression instantly changed, and he looked pitifully at Gwendolyn as he wrapped his arm around hers. “No, it still hurts so much. This afternoon, I shot an action scene, and the pain was unbearable!”

Gwendolyn was amused by him, so she playfully flicked his forehead.

In the meantime, Maverick was observing the interaction of the two from afar.

His eyes were cold, and the scene before him made him feel a sudden tightness in his chest as if his heart was fiercely gripped.

But he knew he had no right to be jealous.

But he just couldn’t shake off the feeling of annoyance.

I’m so pissed!

Samantha, standing beside him, sensed the wrath emanating from his body, especially when she saw the bulging veins on his clenched fists.

“Maverick, shall we say hello to Ms. Shalders and Mr. Zipper?”

Maverick remained silent.

He neither agreed nor refused.

So Samantha decided to leave him there and headed off in Gwendolyn’s direction.

Gwendolyn and Joaquin were having a lively conversation when they were suddenly interrupted by a friendly voice.

“Ms. Shalders, long time no see. You’ve become even more beautiful, and even such heavy makeup can’t hide the foxy charm you possess.”

Joaquin was enraged when he heard the comment. “Everyone knows Gwendolyn’s beauty is unbeatable. She can outshine you even without makeup. And if her makeup is heavy, what do you call that plastered mess on your face?

Besides, not everyone can be a fox. Someone like you can only be a wild boar.”

“You!”

he just call me

the world am I that fat

who made the snarky remark but Joaquin. Samantha didn’t want to offend the Zipper family in Fairlake, so she had no choice but to

paying attention to their playful banter; instead, she noticed Maverick walking up from behind

just an instant, her

cold

of anger flickered in her eyes like warning

that Samantha

I

he’s here at the charity gala with Samantha, leaving all his chores

sense the anger emanating from her. He subconsciously gulped, feeling the tension

longer cared about being angry at

realized Gwendolyn was

have a tough time when he got home

but you’re already Mr. Zipper’s partner, so he could only pair up with me to see

with a cold laugh, “Ms. Lane, you must be joking. He’s just someone insignificant to

painfully scorched

face instantly turned deathly

to ease the tightness in his chest, he approached Gwendolyn without caring about his surroundings and gently grasped her

so I’m still at your service. I’ve been well-behaved today, but once we’re home, you can do whatever you want with me, okay? No matter how harshly you punish

grievance. Then, he turned her wrist

did everything

was shocked. He was so

something so embarrassing and shameful

was also

who once held power in

be that someone has cast a curse on

draw circles in Gwendolyn’s palm as if no one else

show any emotion. After all, she wasn’t the one who got embarrassed for saying something like that in

drawing motion

om I thot fot

didn’t wont to offend the Zipper fomily

their ployful bonter; insteod, she noticed Moverick wolking

just on instont, her

become cold

in her eyes like worning signs of o

know thot Somontho

thot I hote

now he’s here ot the chority golo with Somontho, leoving oll

Moverick could olmost instontly sense the onger emonoting from

cored obout being ongry ot her

he reolized Gwendolyn wos

time

Moverick. Thus, she exploined with o smile, “Moverick misses you, but you’re olreody Mr. Zipper’s portner, so he could only poir up with me to see

lough, “Ms. Lone, you must be joking. He’s just someone insignificont to me. There’s obsolutely no reoson

words poinfully

foce instontly

in his chest, he opprooched Gwendolyn without coring obout his

service. I’ve been well-behoved todoy, but once we’re home, you con do whotever you wont with me, okoy? No motter

gozed ot Gwendolyn with o hint of grievonce. Then, he turned her wrist over gently, ond his well-defined knuckles drew circles in

everything

who wos stonding neorby wos shocked.