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.

with you and even harbored murderous intentions. To her, you are just a pet. She rewards you when you obey and punishes you when you don’t. She stopped loving you a long time

tightened as his deep and cold eyes

expression and

the next moment, Maverick also

manipulating emotions, and exploiting people’s vulnerabilities. You

his eyes and

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

continued, “You didn’t meet me secretly

resumed his light-hearted smile

“Don’t you want to find out how much you truly mean to her? When faced with life and death, who will

two men stared at

had a look of cold and profound depth, while the other

a meeting when suddenly, a commotion erupted in the hallway

It was very noisy.

exchanging glances, Gwendolyn and Yulia stood up and opened the door to

in a suit was arguing with the

“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

the man nodded

face and found

man was visibly pleased to be

answered, “Yes, I am Mr. Newton’s subordinate. I apologize for the intrusion, but this matter is quite urgent. You see, Mr. Newton and Mr. Wright

“Life-or-death game?”

narrowed her eyes slightly. “What is Charles

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face darkened

and told Yulia, “You can go ahead and do your

she

saw the two men seated across from each other on a circular

on the coffee

win was

near the door, quickly stood up and blocked

frosty. With an unfriendly tone, she demanded, “What are you

behind him and said to Charles, “Fix your

eyebrow and leisurely fastened the

side, allowing Gwendolyn to take a seat on the

her hands authoritatively, she cast a cold glance at