The Ex and Her Riches

While Samantha’s mother, Shirley Lane, leisurely walked down the stairs, Gwendolyn and her companions had already entered the garden. There were so many people that the entire courtyard was crowded.

Even though the bodyguard at the door wanted to stop them at first, he appeared so helpless and underpowered when faced with the overwhelmingly large crowd, and he could not stop them from entering at all.

Gwendolyn had someone bring over a lounge chair that was in the courtyard. Once it was placed in the center of the courtyard, she proceeded to sit on it, looking casual and laid back.

Meanwhile, Maverick went straight to the orange tree in the backyard of the Lane residence to pick some oranges, then stood quietly at the side as he peeled them for her.

That scene left Shirley dumbfounded as soon as she stepped out of the villa.

Still, with her years of experience being in charge of the Lane Group, both her composure and manners were excellent.

“What’s going on here, every—”

Before she could finish speaking, Shirley suddenly took notice of the orange in Maverick’s hand. She instantly went as white as a sheet while exclaiming, “Oh, no! Maverick, you clueless child! This is the Lane family’s Fruit of Prosperity. It is not to be touched!”

“Not to be touched, you say?”

Gwendolyn beamed charmingly at the older woman as her slender fingers reached for the peeled orange in Maverick’s hand. Parting her rosy lips slightly, she tasted a segment of the fruit, her actions exuding grace and elegance. Upon tasing the orange, her lips curled into a wider smile.

“As expected of a fruit that’s being meticulously taken care of by the Lane family. It’s pretty tasty,” she remarked.

The sight of Gwendolyn finishing the entire orange only made Shirley’s heart bleed.

Shirley had people airship the orange tree from Epea at great expense. The ever-thriving tree signified wealth and prosperity, and a single orange was worth its weight in gold.

However, Maverick picked quite a few of them!

Shirley dug her nails into her palm, trying her very best to tamp down the anger in her heart. Then, she curled the corner of her lips into a smile and spoke, “You really are an incredible woman. Despite leaving your marriage with nothing, you managed to take control of Wright Construction Group in such a short time. There aren’t many women in this world that I, Shirley Lane, consider to be admirable, but you’re one of them. That said, you’re always welcome to visit me at the Lane residence, but what’s the meaning of this, bringing so many people along with you?”

Maverick to finish peeling the orange, then after eating another one, she uttered lazily, “You’re overthinking, Mrs. Lane. I’m

the score?” Shirley blurted, looking

stairs. Upon seeing that it was Gwendolyn who came, a venomous look

of men behind Gwendolyn. They were all clad in black suits, standing tall and straight. Their

stood beside Shirley before trying her best to muster her aura. Samantha then glared at Gwendolyn and warned the other woman, “You barged into my home with so many people in broad daylight. I can sue you for trespassing and

“Mrs. Lane just said that I’m always welcome to visit the Lane

and daughter gritted their

team of bodyguards behind Gwendolyn shouted in unison, “It’s not

and clear, and their

thunderous response, so

returning home from a charity gala when my car exploded all of a sudden. To my surprise, forty

didn’t keep yourself in check and made others hate you. Alas, b*tches like you are lucky. It takes so many people to bring you down, yet

being, though I’m a little injured. That’s why

mention of Gwendolyn’s injuries, the faces of the “bodyguard team” behind her grew darker and darker,

however, kept his head down, focusing all of his attention on peeling an orange for

standing in front of the mother-and-daughter duo. If it had not been for their strong mental fortitude, Samantha and Shirley would’ve

gripped her mother’s arm and cast a warning glare at Gwendolyn. “What

her face. Even her eyes curved into a smile, exuding a delicate

her hand gently, and the group of

are strict laws in Chanaea.

to kill you? Everything will be solved once and for all with your death. Where’s the fun in that? As for evidence, I’ll find it sooner or later. But for now, I suppose we

her lips, the smile on Gwendolyn’s countenance vanished, and a cold glint flitted across her beautiful

bodyguards rushed forward

advanced toward her at once. Samantha was a petite woman. The pressure from the intimidating group was enough

Samantha recalled the time when she was being held down by Gwendolyn’s bodyguards while the

bodyguards, “What are you waiting for? Get all of the bodyguards and housekeepers out

Lanes’ bodyguards moved swiftly

people. Less than a minute was all it took for Gwendolyn

immediately wanted to make a run for it. Before she could

treating Samantha roughly as they forced