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.

closely at Nico, he was

your face? How did you get hurt like this? Who hit

looked at Maverick incredulously, who appeared to be a weak patient. It was

tissue from the bedside table and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Elven gulped nervously.

he even hit

felt terrified. He consciously lowered his presence and helped

at Nico as he asked, “What are

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

right,” Elven

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

for enduring the inconvenience of staying here last night. You are free

ingratiatingly, Gwendolyn felt a bit puzzled. “Aren’t we taking

Matthew chuckled.

although your

not expect that the Federal Bureau of Investigation and Asher had released the words to protect

of her

that if you want to interrogate last night’s suspect, Wilbert Hoffman, you

tracks abruptly before furrowing her

“Federal Bureau of Investigation?”

you 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

her lips while showing a stern

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

she was granted the privilege of interrogation, she could not waste

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

“Yes. This way, please.”

her in a different direction,

head of the Federal Bureau

replied respectfully, “How would I know if you don’t even know who he is? The boss hes never shown up. There’s

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them chetted, they soon found themselves by the door where

the police to unlock

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“Wilbert, weke up!”

police officer epproeched him end gently nudged him

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stop the bleeding end epply

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one hes pessed through here except for

by the door end listened intently. Suddenly, she reelized something end excleimed, “Lock down the

the elerm to lock down the