The Ex and Her Riches

Charles lay on the couch with a half-smile, gazing at Maverick with his deep blue eyes.

With his lazy posture, he oozed an aura of mischief.

Charles had looked into the people around Maverick and found that they were no ordinary people. As for Maverick’s background, it was too clean that he could not help but feel suspicious.

“I’m just Maverick, that’s all. Nothing more.”

Maverick’s dark eyes became serious as he took a step forward, his long legs carrying him to the couch next to Charles. Then, Maverick sat down, his posture straight and proper.

With a casual glance, he first noticed Charles’ exposed, perfectly sculpted chest muscles and collarbones beneath the black shirt. Paired with those deep, blue eyes, Charles looked absolutely enchanting like a fairy.

Even I, as a man, found him attractive. Gwendolyn probably finds him pleasing to the eye as well, right?

Maverick suddenly thought of Charles mentioning his long-time bond with Gwendolyn, as well as the complex look in Gwendolyn’s eyes when she saw Charles at the police station.

Gwendolyn… She did like him, didn’t she?

When Charles noticed Maverick staring at his body, a wicked smile played on his lips. “I’m the kind of person who insists on having what’s mine. If anyone dares to lay a finger on it, I’ll chop them down and take back what belongs to me. Do you understand what I mean?”

Hearing that, Maverick laughed.

Does Charles think he can chop me down?

He poured himself another glass of wine and elegantly drank it.

With a tone of provocation, he began, “You can give it a try, and I’ll play along. But…”

Maverick paused for a moment, his expression serious and cautious. He then added, “Gwendolyn is not anyone’s personal possession. I learned this a long time ago. She has always been independent and full of ideas, and her decisions cannot be influenced by others.”

“Of course, but I can guide her in making choices, just like last night.”

When the incident from the night before was mentioned, Maverick’s dark eyes narrowed. As he exuded a fierce aura, the surrounding atmosphere chilled.

Charles sat up and looked him in the eye. “I taught her how to shoot. She’s very smart and learns quickly. Last night, I was right behind her and saw her every move clearly.”

Maverick realized what Charles wanted to say and suddenly furrowed his brows.

just a pet. She rewards you when you obey and punishes you when you don’t. She stopped loving you a long

lips tightened as his deep and cold eyes quivered

admired his expression

next moment, Maverick also

emotions, and exploiting people’s vulnerabilities. You can tear apart and crush people’s fragile hearts,

narrowed his eyes and gazed

few sentences, yet Maverick already figured out what he was up to. This revealed that the latter

me secretly today just for something

resumed his light-hearted smile

you truly mean to her? When faced

men stared

cold and profound depth, while the other

Yulia were in the middle of a meeting when

It was very noisy.

Yulia stood

the door, a man in a

“What’s wrong?” Gwendolyn asked.

and said, “Ms. Shalders, I told this gentleman that you cannot meet visitors as you are in a meeting with Ms. Sullivan, but he insisted on

around, the man nodded respectfully to Gwendolyn.

found him familiar-looking.

man was visibly pleased to

matter is quite urgent. You see, Mr. Newton and Mr. Wright are about to engage in

“Life-or-death game?”

eyes slightly. “What

in a private room at Realm Bar. Please come with me to persuade them, or someone

darkened almost

go ahead and do your work.

giving the instructions, she

she opened the door to the private room, she saw the two men seated across from each other on a

on the

to win

Gwendolyn’s arrival, Maverick, who was near the door, quickly stood up and blocked

expression was frosty. With an unfriendly tone, she demanded, “What

said to Charles, “Fix your

eyebrow and leisurely fastened the

side, allowing

right in the center. Folding her hands authoritatively, she cast a cold glance at the array of gun parts laid out on the coffee