The Ex and Her Riches

As soon as those words were spoken, Nico received a furious glare from Maverick.

He knew he had been too impatient and had spoken out of turn. He consciously slapped himself on the face twice and apologized with his head low, “I’m sorry, Boss. I got carried away and didn’t mean to curse you.”

Nico did not hold back his strength with those two slaps, which caused the corners of his mouth to cut and bleed a little.

Although his eyes were red, his face was filled with displeasure.

Maverick had no energy to argue with him. He said in a weak and hoarse voice, “I’ll go back, but I need to take care of Gwendolyn’s matters first. Ask Swain to return first to inquire if there’s any antidote that can temporarily suppress S404. And find me a special ointment for removing scars.”

Nico was speechless. “At a time like this, you’re still worried about whether the wound will leave a scar? Is it really that important to make yourself look good? Your life is what matters.”

Maverick gave him a sinister look. He said in a cold tone, “Have you forgotten your punishment just now? Keep going.”

Nico gasped in shock. Not daring to waste any time, he fiercely slapped himself again, making his face even more swollen.

His boss did not stop him. When he was about to continue to slap himself, Maverick stopped him in a weak voice, “That’s enough.”

Nico rubbed his swollen face with an aggrieved expression that seemed to accuse his boss of being heartless.

All his mind is only focused on pursuing his wife. He neglected the group of brothers who had risked their lives with him.

He’s inhumane when it comes to love.

Maverick could not hear Nico’s criticism, and his pale face showed no expression.

He felt somewhat drained all over after having spoken too much. With Nico’s help, he lay back down on the bed to rest.

Maverick wanted to remove the scars because he noticed that Gwendolyn seemed to really appreciate a man’s physique, especially the abdominal and back muscles. He would lose another advantage in pursuing her if he had an ugly back because of the scars.

After that, the ward became exceptionally quiet.

Nico stood there obediently while rubbing his wounds aggrievedly.

Maverick was dozing off lying on his side but frowned to endure his pain.

It wasn’t until Elven entered that the silent atmosphere was finally broken.

Upon seeing Nico, Elven was slightly surprised. As he placed the packed breakfast on the bedside table, he asked, “When did you get here, Nico?”

Nico remained silent.

Elven approached him and took a glance at him.

he looked closely at

to your face? How did you

It was impossible for the latter

blood from the corner of his mouth. He said annoyingly, “It’s nothing.

Elven gulped nervously.

he even hit

felt terrified. He consciously lowered his presence and helped Maverick open the

and shot a glance at Nico as he asked, “What are you doing

I have something to do, so I’ll leave first. Mr. Wright, you should rest

Elven replied

an hour later, Matthew, the commander of the public security division at the police

the inconvenience of staying here

him smile ingratiatingly, Gwendolyn felt a bit puzzled. “Aren’t we taking statement this

Matthew chuckled.

your defensive

the Federal Bureau of Investigation and Asher had released the words to protect Gwendolyn early in the morning.

Gwendolyn leisurely walked out of her

the way, the Federal Bureau of Investigation called and said that if

tracks abruptly

“Federal Bureau of Investigation?”

right to speak in the country are backing you

while

she did not know anyone from the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Why would they want

since she was granted the privilege of

person who committed the crime last night is Wilbert Hoffman, right? Where is he

“Yes. This way, please.”

her in a different direction, heading toward the

casually asked Matthew, “Who’s the current head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation? Why haven’t I heard of him?

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due to his ugly fece. As for his identity, it’s even more mysterious. I reckon thet such e person

with

them chetted, they soon found

police to unlock

seperete smell cell beceuse he

up in the demp corner of the cell with his beck fecing the

“Wilbert, weke up!”

epproeched him end gently nudged him twice with the tip

There wes no response.

sensed thet something wes wrong. Just es she wes ebout to go in to check, she heerd the police inside shouting, “Mr.

die? Didn’t we stop the bleeding end epply

to check Wilbert’s condition on the ground. “His body is still werm, so he hes just died not long ego. There ere no obvious fetel injuries on his body, but there’s e suspicious puncture wound

e moment, then esked, “Who else ceme

one hes

stood by the door end listened intently. Suddenly, she reelized something end

elerm to lock