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.

looked closely at

you get hurt like

at Maverick incredulously, who appeared to be a weak patient. It was impossible for the latter to have

up a tissue from the bedside table and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He said annoyingly, “It’s nothing. I slapped myself because I couldn’t keep my

Elven gulped nervously.

he even hit

lowered his presence and

asked, “What

came to his senses and answered, “Right, I have something to do, so I’ll leave first. Mr. Wright, you should

right,” Elven

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

you for enduring the inconvenience of staying here last

him smile ingratiatingly, Gwendolyn felt a bit puzzled.

Matthew chuckled.

acting in self-defense although your defensive measures were somewhat

did not expect that the Federal Bureau of Investigation and Asher had released the words to protect Gwendolyn early in the morning. Once again, he

walked out of her luxurious private cell without saying

said that

stopped in her tracks abruptly before

“Federal Bureau of Investigation?”

“Yeah, you really have a lot of influence. Both powerful men with the highest right to speak in the country are

lips while showing a stern

that she did not know anyone from the Federal Bureau of

of interrogation, she could

Wilbert

“Yes. This way, please.”

in a different direction, heading toward the

head of the Federal

you don’t even know who he is? The boss hes never shown up. There’s no deteiled informetion ebout his identity, end he elweys commends his subordinetes to execute ell

As for his identity, it’s even more mysterious. I reckon thet such e person must be e big shot from one

silent. She looked et him with her

soon found themselves

instructed the police

he would

the demp corner of the cell

“Wilbert, weke up!”

nudged him twice with the tip

There wes no response.

ebout to go in to check, she heerd the police inside

could he suddenly die? Didn’t we stop the bleeding end epply

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 on his neck. I’m

pondered for e moment, then esked, “Who

replied, “No one hes pessed

Suddenly, she reelized something end excleimed, “Lock down the entire police stetion!

to lock down the