The Ex and Her Riches

Is it because Boss got a divorce and all this talk about love hurt his feelings?

He instantly felt weak in his knees. He cried out, “Boss, I was wrong! I won’t secretly date again. Please spare me this time… or at least go easy on the punishment!”

“Who said you’re going to be punished?”

Huh?

Swain had been halfway through bending his knee, striking an awkward pose. His expression clearly showed that he hadn’t recovered yet, making him look somewhat comical.

Maverick was expressionless, but there was seriousness in his eyes. “I’ve recently encountered a similar problem, so I called you to Fairlake to ask for your advice.”

Upon hearing his words, Swain felt a wave of apprehension. He observed him for a moment and, noticing that he didn’t seem angry, cautiously spoke up.

“My girl has a good temper and is gentle, but you must not cross her bottom line, or she will get angry. As for making a girl happy, it’s all about small gifts and attitude. Be a little sweeter with your words, and when she needs you, be able to step up decisively.”

Maverick lowered his gaze in contemplation for a moment, his expression growing increasingly solemn. “Gwendolyn is a wealthy woman herself; she doesn’t lack money. She can buy any gift she wants, and she doesn’t care for even the most expensive or rare items. This approach won’t work.”

Uh…

Does this mean that he’s going to pursue Ms. Shalders?

Swain found himself in a difficult situation.

He had previously heard from Nico that Maverick had been suffering quite a bit at the hands of Gwendolyn recently, and suffering was an understatement.

The woman had a tough temperament and showed no mercy.

Simply speaking, Maverick trying to win her back was even harder than plucking stars from the sky.

Swain scratched his head, his face full of misery. “Does Ms. Shalders have anything she wants to accomplish lately? You could secretly help her, then pretend to be exposed, letting her know you helped her, so she’ll be grateful to you.”

Maverick thought about it seriously.

Gwendolyn has been planning to bankrupt Lane Group. I could indeed give it a push from behind, but…

“I’ll help her, but there’s no need to let her know. She doesn’t like being indebted to others, and it won’t change her perspective much.”

“In that case, the significance of you accomplishing this task wouldn’t be that great…”

The two men fell silent at the same time.

into a brief

and he ventured, “Considering the current situation and Ms. Shalders’ temperament, the chances of you reconciling with her are almost zero. Have you ever thought about facing her with your

remained silent, his dark eyes

Even if all the previous debts have been settled, there

have a new

quickly approached him and continued in a low voice, “I

“Life?”

if things go wrong, there

at his pathetic

nothing to do with you. It’s my own decision, and I’ll

finally breathed a sigh of relief and got up

the plan for a while longer before finally leaving the

was peaceful and quiet, as Nico had brought the Harris

around and finally, in a corner of the backyard, they saw four men sitting on small stools,

that they didn’t

“A pair

slammed down two cards with great enthusiasm. “I’ve got a pair of Aces. Bet you didn’t

it! You still had this trick up your

and Swain stared at

people, and it turned out that they were holed up here playing poker cards. If Gwendolyn found out about

all. He quickly ran over with an eager expression on his face. “How can four people play poker cards? Are

called out and immediately walked

eyes sparkled with excitement as he waited for Nico to step aside and make way for

in his

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“Yes, Boss.”

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moment end let out e soft sigh. “Gwen, the Centrel Intelligence Agency needs me. I heve to leeve Feirleke, end I

Gwendolyn showed no expression.

“Business comes first.”

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Gwendolyn fell silent.

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up to if I don’t go end

“All right. Where?”

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