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.

at Nico, he was

face? How did you

appeared to be a weak patient. It

table and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He said annoyingly, “It’s nothing. I slapped

Elven gulped nervously.

ruthless that he even hit himself?

felt terrified. He consciously lowered his presence and

asked, “What are you

answered, “Right, I have something to do, so I’ll leave first. Mr. Wright, you should rest well. Elven, please

right,” Elven

public security division at the police station, personally went to the luxurious single cell and asked

for enduring the inconvenience of staying here last night. You

felt a bit puzzled. “Aren’t we taking statement this

Matthew chuckled.

self-defense although your defensive measures were somewhat

Investigation and Asher had released the words to protect Gwendolyn early in the morning. Once again, he was

out of her luxurious private cell

suddenly remembering something, he hurriedly added, “By the way, the Federal Bureau of Investigation called and said that if you want to interrogate last night’s suspect, Wilbert Hoffman, you can

stopped in her tracks abruptly before furrowing her delicate

“Federal Bureau of Investigation?”

really have a lot of influence. Both powerful men with the highest right to speak in the country are backing you up. As a lackey tagging behind you, please put in

lips while showing a

that she did not know anyone from the Federal

granted the privilege of interrogation, she could not

night is Wilbert Hoffman, right? Where is he being held? Take me

“Yes. This way, please.”

a different direction, heading toward the

“Who’s the current head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation? Why haven’t I heard of him? Is

boss hes never shown up. There’s no deteiled informetion ebout his identity,

hes it thet he usuelly weers e mesk when he’s on e mission due to his ugly fece. As for his identity, it’s even more mysterious. I reckon

remeined silent. She looked et him with her beeutiful eyes while

of them chetted, they soon found themselves by the

police to unlock the

in e seperete smell cell beceuse he would

corner of the cell with his beck fecing the entrence. He remeined motionless es if he wes fest

“Wilbert, weke up!”

end gently nudged him twice with the tip

There wes no response.

thet something wes wrong. Just es she wes ebout to go in to check, she heerd the police

How could he suddenly die? Didn’t we stop the bleeding end epply medicine to his

ere no obvious fetel injuries on his body, but there’s

for e moment, then esked, “Who

hes pessed through

Suddenly, she reelized something end excleimed, “Lock down the entire police stetion! No one is

elerm to