The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 167

A sudden sharp pain coursed through Maverick’s body as a gunshot sounded.

The pain didn’t come from his chest, but from his right arm.

His eyes shot open, and he looked down to see a streak of blood on his white shirt. A bullet had grazed his arm.

All of a sudden, the clamor behind him ceased.

He glanced back and saw Natasha still in the same aggressive stance, ready to attack. Her expression gradually turned from ferocious to numb as a bullet had pierced through her chest.

Blood bloomed like a vibrant poppy flower and stained her dress crimson.

Natasha paused for a moment. At the sight of blood on her chest, she turned deathly pale. Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed and fell unconscious.

Slow, loud claps could be heard from the doorway just then.

Charles looked at Gwendolyn with admiration shining in his eyes. “You’re too modest, Gwen. You still have such accurate aim even though you haven’t touched a gun in years. You truly are my student,” he praised.

Gwendolyn tossed the revolver in her hand aside. Her expression was stone cold under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, and she didn’t respond to Charles at all.

Maverick remained in the same spot and met Charles’ gaze.

Charles laughed sarcastically, but it was unclear whether he was laughing at Maverick or himself. “You win. We just played a game where Gwen had to choose between you and this woman. Even after you came to the suburbs this late to meet your ex-lover behind her back, she still chose you. It’s making me envious,” he remarked.

“A game?” Maverick repeated, feeling a chill run down his spine.

He pursed his thin lips and scrunched his brows as he looked at Gwendolyn.

She didn’t look at him but instead stared at Natasha, who had fallen to the ground. “Is this what you wanted to see? Is it fun?” Gwendolyn asked Charles.

“It’s not fun, because I’ve upset you,” Charles replied.

a touch of desolation, and his voice softened slightly. “Gwen, you’re still young, so it’s understandable that you want a plaything. But I can also play with you for as long as you want. The

more when Charles mentioned his

were fixed on

said, “It’s getting late, and I’m tired. Mr. Newton, since you requested this

noticing Maverick wasn’t following her. “Are you coming? Or do you want to walk back on your own?” she

scrambled to catch

gazes clashed, sparks flying from the intensity. Their disdain for each

tense on the way back to Bay Villa. No one took the

carefully turned his head to

blank expression and cold eyes. It

on her profile, etching

Gwendolyn was aiming for Natasha and

the car was too much at the moment as it was evident that Gwendolyn was in a bad mood. William, who was driving, didn’t

tentatively reached out, crossing the invisible boundary between them, and gently tugged

still staring out

an attempt to catch her attention, he let out light coughs and complained, “Gwendolyn,

he was

the injury,” he tried

air remained serene

dejectedly. It wasn’t a big issue, just a minor

it seemed like Gwendolyn was

William

and began to speak honestly. “After the charity gala last time, I had Neville keep an eye on her. Tonight, I followed Natasha’s trail. I didn’t go there to have a

to purse

actually thinking about

admired him and always followed him around as

occurred between them later on. Charles then joined the Central Intelligence Agency for training,

so unfamiliar this time… There’s

deep in thought, Maverick quietly watched her

the villa. Gwendolyn promptly opened the car door and walked to

work at Wright Construction Group. The deadline of the oath you

“Understood.”

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