The Ex and Her Riches

Matthew quickly called for Gwendolyn.

In the surveillance footage, a man in a uniform was standing under the camera with his back facing the screen. Then, slowly, he extended his right hand and made a thumbs-down gesture.

Afterward, he left the police station with a self-confident swagger and completely disappeared from all the surveillance footage.

His attitude was so arrogant and provocative.

Matthew switched to a few more surveillance footage, but only his back was shown. He could barely see his face as the man had covered it with his hat and sunglasses. What they could tell was that the man got a tall and imposing figure.

The man not only had an arrogant manner, but he also seemed to be quite familiar with the surveillance equipment at the police station. Matthew wondered who he was conspiring with within the department.

He was boiling with rage. Gwendolyn, on the other hand, burst into laughter.

That person looked like the man she had encountered last night in the hallway of Realm Bar.

Indeed, she could see that his action was deliberately meant to mock her.

She swore that she would find the person and teach him a lesson.

Gwendolyn left the control room and headed straight for the exit.

She was no longer interested in Wilbert’s autopsy report. She left the police station with William and Quinton.

Ezra was waiting outside to greet her.

Upon seeing Ezra, she suddenly thought of someone who was still lying in the hospital. She asked, “What brings you here? How is Maverick doing?”

“Mr. Wright is doing pretty good. His wound was treated last night. It’s just a flesh wound, so there’s nothing to be worried about. Besides, Elven is watching over him, so don’t worry, Ms. Shalders. By the way, Justin just called. He said he’s going back to Bay Villa and he’ll wait for you there. He said he has something to report to you.”

Gwendolyn did not reply a single word. She headed straight passed him and got into the car.

Ezra was her driver today. “Ms. Shalders, should we head back to Bay Villa or go to see Mr. Wright?”

“Head to the hospital,” she answered him, then gave it some thought. “No. Go back to Bay Villa.”

Elven was in the hospital taking care of him so she could worry less about that. Besides, she had just visited him last night. The burn was not so severe, too, as the burn area was just the size of a palm.

Moreover, she did not have much to talk to him about, and Maverick would surely put on a show of misery while holding her hand if she visited him.

The car sped off and they headed toward Bay Villa.

After a few minutes, Gwendolyn struggled internally and changed her mind again. “Forget it. Let’s go to the hospital first.”

After all, Maverick had gotten hurt trying to protect her last night. It would be very heartless of her if she did not visit him even once.

Ezra turned the steering wheel, made a sharp U-turn, and sped off in the opposite direction.

Maverick

not muster any strength in his hands and had no appetite, so he deliberately ate very slowly to avoid

out his phone and sat

then, the hospital room door was

looked up, only to find himself lost in a pair of incredibly beautiful

radiant face caught his eyes and caught him off

walk toward him. Sweetness engulfed his whole being as if he

had forgotten the taste of the oatmeal he was eating. He even felt that

“Ms. Shalders, you’ve arrived.”

Elven greeted her and quickly brought a chair for her, putting it beside Maverick’s

consciously turned around and left before closing the

chair and sat down. Observing Maverick’s complexion, she frowned slightly and asked,

flatly, “I’m feeling much better now. My face looks pale because my body is

“Gwendolyn, you haven’t eaten yet, have you? I ordered an extra breakfast set made by the

sudden piercing and burning pain

spread throughout his limbs

not to show any expression on his face. He broke into a

his offer and said, “I already had breakfast at the police station, so I’m not

his face. Silently, he

and asked tentatively, “I encountered something strange today. I was released from the police station even though

sparkled as she observed Maverick’s

his brows, seemingly listening very attentively, and

who the head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation is. I cannot understand why they’re helping me, and whether it’s good for me or

end composed. “Perheps it’s one of Treyton’s friends. It’s not surprising if they help

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gulped nervously. His lips were slightly perted

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“Ms. Shelders?”