The Ex and Her Riches

Maverick’s voice had gone hoarse, and he did not feel like talking. He turned over and continued to sleep.

When he rushed over last night, he happened to hear Gwendolyn’s shout and watched helplessly as she jumped into the river.

That feeling of his heart pounding away uncontrollably was so unbearably suffocating.

Just thinking about it made his heart ache.

He would never let this happen again.

Nico noticed he was being ignored and knew he simply could not get through to Maverick.

After so many years of working for Maverick, this was the first time Nico had seen him going all out for someone.

Boss, please take a good rest. If you need anything, just call me. Don’t force yourself.

Nico sighed helplessly, poured Maverick a cup of warm water, and placed it on the bedside table. Then, he turned around, left the room, and gently closed the door behind him.

Maverick was still feverish, and his mind was already groggy. He quickly fell back asleep.

The villa was silent and pitch-black in the dead of night.

Nico made his way down to the basement, his face gloomy.

Neville and a few other subordinates were guarding the basement door.

William and Quinton had been awake for quite some time. They were extremely furious about being locked up and kept banging on the door while shouting.

Neville saw Nico approaching and walked up. “How’s it going? Is the boss feeling better now?”

Nico nodded.

Neville breathed a sigh of relief. He gritted his teeth and continued, “Can we just get rid of these two? They’ve been cursing non-stop since they woke up. I don’t think I can hold it in any longer!”

Nico’s expression was grim, too. Although he could do nothing to Treyton, at least he could vent his anger on the two lackeys of the Harris family.

After all, it did not matter as long as their lives were spared.

Open the door. Let me in.

The basement door swung open. William and Quinton tried to make a run for it the moment they had the chance. However, they did not get far before they were caught, tied up, and thrown back onto the floor.

Just as Quinton was about to make a scene, his mouth was stuffed with a cloth.

Nico

quieter than Quinton, who

out a knife and forcefully stabbed it into the floor between Quinton’s legs, stopping just a millimeter short of

constricted with

have

What a ruthless person!

sneered. “Can you please listen to me

while Quinton nodded his

Shalders, but instead of thanking him, Mr. Harris locked him up and left him to suffer from a high fever. Isn’t that a

what he wanted to do, so

Harris family pays you, and you two work for Mr.

perceive the sense

two on their arms. “Well, sorry about this, but you two will have to let our subordinates each throw a few punches to let off some steam, and then we’ll let you

They’re going to use us

could not escape, William said,

“Sure,

would be even more difficult to explain the situation to Gwendolyn if she saw

about this, so don’t snitch and let him take the blame. Can

a high fever while he was locked up. Without hesitation, he said, “Okay, but…

not say a word and turned to leave the basement. Soon after, a terrible

hospital for two days,

to meet the two assassins Treyton

weather gradually grew colder, she wore a black trench coat with a red velvet long skirt. Paired with a touch of red lipstick, she looked dashing

locked in the basement of Treyton’s mansion and tied to chairs with iron chains. Their faces and bodies were covered in wounds, indicating they had been tortured several

chair for Gwendolyn, and she sat down just three

one of the assassins, she was

only man who answered my question

and he turned his

always been very

one hand, her face beaming with an enchanting smile. “Hey, Handsome. Others may not know the inside story, but you definitely do. If you share the secret with me,

voice was

person shuddered at the nickname and glanced at her subconsciously,

What a vixen!

annoyed, he turned his head away and closed his eyes, ignoring

only face a more miserable death. By gritting their teeth and staying

her

they haven’t confessed anything yet. Should we really

not

blindfolded with a black cloth and led

they left, Treyton came in and asked, “Kiddo, what’s going

If someone tries

the secret. Adhering to