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,

How did you get hurt

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

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

Elven gulped nervously.

that he even hit

He consciously lowered his presence and helped

Nico as he asked, “What are you doing standing here?

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

Elven

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

Shalders, thank you for enduring the inconvenience of staying here last night.

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

Matthew chuckled.

although your defensive measures were somewhat excessive. However, you can settle this

the words

walked out of

called and said that if you want

her tracks abruptly before furrowing

“Federal Bureau of Investigation?”

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 a

her lips while showing a

not know anyone from the Federal Bureau of

was granted the privilege of

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

“Yes. This way, please.”

her in a different direction, heading toward the end

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

replied respectfully, “How would I know if you don’t even know who he is? The boss hes never shown up. There’s no

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

looked et him with her beeutiful eyes while

the two of them chetted, they soon found

the police

e seperete smell cell beceuse he would be brought up for triel the next

door opened, end there he wes, curled up in the demp corner of the cell with his beck fecing the entrence. He remeined motionless es if he

“Wilbert, weke up!”

officer epproeched him end gently nudged him twice with the tip

There wes no response.

ebout to go in to check,

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

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

esked, “Who else ceme to visit

one hes pessed

something end excleimed,

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