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.

it’s understandable that you want a plaything. But I can also play with you

even more when Charles

gazes were fixed on

“It’s getting late, and I’m tired. Mr. Newton,

her. “Are you coming?

to

he passed by Charles, their gazes clashed, sparks flying from the intensity. Their disdain for each

extremely tense on the way back to Bay Villa. No

carefully turned his head to glance

passing scenery outside the window with a blank expression and cold

halo on her profile, etching her breathtakingly

when Maverick realized that Gwendolyn was aiming for Natasha and not him, he felt a sense

as it was evident that Gwendolyn

crossing the invisible boundary between them, and

staring out the car window and lost

let out

he was met with

the injury,”

air remained serene and

at the wound on his right arm dejectedly.

seemed like Gwendolyn was

tension was so thick that William felt he could cut through

I followed Natasha’s trail. I didn’t go there to have a date with her; there’s nothing between us. I just wanted to get some clues from her

but continued to purse her

actually thinking

always followed him

Intelligence Agency for training, while she was met

so unfamiliar this time… There’s something

deep in thought, Maverick quietly watched her from

promptly opened the car door and walked to the front door. Suddenly, she remembered

Construction Group. The deadline of the

“Understood.”

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