The Ex and Her Riches

This meant that the money would not be given away just like that; it would be fully recovered eventually. They would only be temporarily keeping the money in their pockets for now.

Indeed, it was heart-wrenching.

The group of police officers, who had been indulging in fantasies of being showered with Gwendolyn’s money, instantly snapped out of their daydreams.

What a ruthless woman. We cannot afford to mess with her!

Shirley had intended to demand an exorbitant price for the Fruit of Prosperity from Gwendolyn. However, at this moment, she was utterly drained and couldn’t even recollect this matter.

Once she was done, Gwendolyn stretched out her hand and massaged her shoulder lazily.

Maverick noticed her movements and quickly stepped forward, carefully massaging her shoulders and neck with his slender hands.

Gwendolyn didn’t refuse and enjoyed his service as she turned her head to look at Charles and Matthew.

“Mr. Newton, Mr. Scott, the money has been paid. Can we leave now?”

Gwendolyn referred to him as “Mr. Newton” but not Charles.

Matthew didn’t hear Charles’ response and unconsciously shot him a glance.

He noticed that Charles was staring at Maverick giving Gwendolyn a shoulder massage, his pupils deep and focused, without uttering a word.

Matthew could only answer himself, “Yes, you and Mr. Wright are free to leave whenever you desire.”

Having received their permission, Gwendolyn left without looking back, with Maverick following closely behind her. The bodyguards also began to move after them.

That scene resembled a massive troop on the move.

As soon as they stepped out of the interrogation room, Shirley was heard shouting from behind. “Call an ambulance! Hurry!”

Samantha had passed out from the pain.

Gwendolyn curled her lips contentedly and walked away briskly.

the large group of bodyguards, leaving

dispersed when Charles, clad in a dark green military coat, emerged from the police station. His captivating voice rang out. “Gwendolyn, it has been many years since we last met. How about having lunch together

Gwendolyn could answer, Maverick furrowed his brows, his dark eyes filled with gloom,

cast an annoyed glance

an aggrieved one the moment he noticed her

eyelashes quivered

complexion gave him the appearance of a pitiful little child longing for someone to

swollen blood marks on his wrist. “Gwendolyn, I want to go back to the villa.

changing his expressions, so he was no longer surprised and

Nico had ever witnessed his own boss

frowning as well as he sized

the center of

are you trying to

clenched her teeth secretly. Her eyes curved with a smile as

saw that. Delighted, he lowered his head and brought his

the moment she touched his cheek, her smile froze and her expression instantly turned

him a stern lesson. “Another act again? How is it

from

him, William wore a

drawing in

pursed his lips tightly together, his deep blue orbs growing

of the onlookers, Gwendolyn finally

of being caressed by Gwendolyn was crushed, Maverick, whose dark eyes welled up with

pinched red spot on his left cheek was particularly noticeable. The poor man

stared at Gwendolyn, accusing her

indifferent. Instead of looking at Maverick, she glanced at Nico beside her. “Send him back to the

she headed straight

saw her walking toward him. “Let’s go. What would you like to eat? I’ll

his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe. He even experienced a sense of dizziness. Whether it was his face, wrists, or heart, his entire body seemed to be

through despite the discomfort and followed behind Gwendolyn. “If you insist on having a meal with him, I suppose it’s not impossible either. I’m hungry too, and I

but his expression clearly showed

glared at him coldly. “Since you insist on continuing with the employment agreement, you

Maverick was left speechless.

sunlight, his face was so pale