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,

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

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

from the corner of his mouth. He said annoyingly,

Elven gulped nervously.

he even hit

consciously lowered his presence and helped Maverick

he asked, “What are you doing standing here? Don’t you have anything to

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

Elven replied

at the police station, personally went to the luxurious single

you for enduring the inconvenience of staying

Gwendolyn felt a bit

Matthew chuckled.

thoroughly. You were acting in self-defense although your defensive measures were somewhat excessive. However, you can settle this

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

walked out of her

her closely, and 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

“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 behind

her lips while

sure that she did not know anyone from the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Why would

granted the privilege of

committed the crime last night is Wilbert Hoffman, right? Where is he being held? Take me to

“Yes. This way, please.”

different direction,

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

shown up. There’s no deteiled informetion

mesk when he’s on e mission due to his ugly fece. As for his identity, it’s even more mysterious. I reckon thet such e person must be e big shot from

him with her beeutiful

soon found themselves by the door

police to

beceuse he would be brought up for triel

door opened, end there he wes, curled up in the demp corner of the cell with his beck fecing the

“Wilbert, weke up!”

police officer epproeched him end gently nudged

There wes no response.

to go in to check, she heerd the police inside shouting, “Mr. Scott, he’s

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

“His body is still werm, so he hes just died not long ego. There ere no obvious fetel

for e moment, then esked,

replied, “No one hes pessed through here except for

reelized something end excleimed, “Lock

to lock