The Ex and Her Riches

As expected, the little meanie Gwendolyn was not so easy to deal with.

He shook his head and sighed inwardly, vowing to himself never to mess with this young domineering lady in the future.

On the other end of the call, Asher had no idea that he had been played by Gwendolyn. He said earnestly, “I heard from Treyton that you’ve been gathering evidence on the Lane family from Fairlake recently, so I took the liberty of looking into it for you since I have the time. I’ll have Treyton fax it to your office tomorrow.”

Gwendolyn chuckled to herself inwardly.

She thought that this timing was too convenient as Asher should not have had so much free time.

It seemed that this was premeditated, and Asher had deliberately waited for her to be punished before bringing up the matter.

So, is he using the carrot and stick method?

Although it was a bit unpleasant to think about, Gwendolyn remembered her promise to let Asher use her as a punching bag once for tricking him.

In her opinion, it was worth it.

There was also no reason not to accept the evidence that was going to be delivered straight to her hand.

Gwendolyn reluctantly agreed and showered Asher with a series of compliments before finally managing to end the call.

Since Maverick was in the hospital, it was quite late by the time Gwendolyn finished kneeling. She quickly tidied up a room and asked Treyton to make do with it for his stay at Bay Villa for a night.

The next morning, Gwendolyn went to work at Wright Construction Group as usual.

The evidence Asher had gathered was quickly sent to her via fax as promised. She gathered the papers and bound them together into a booklet before carefully reading through them.

As expected, Asher’s efficiency was truly impressive once he took action.

This evidence was detailed enough to put Samantha in prison for the rest of her life.

Tomorrow, she would bring justice to the Lane family.

She called Yulia for a meeting and was busy until the afternoon.

She thought of Maverick, who was still recovering in the hospital. She then made a call to William and instructed him to find a small item for her.

Gwendolyn packed up her things and headed back to Bay Villa first when it was time to get off work.

She saw Elven upon arriving at the villa entrance, which was not something she had expected.

She frowned and asked, “Why are you here instead of staying at the hospital?”

said he didn’t want to stay in the hospital, so he insisted that Dr. Xenakis re-examine

discharged from the

had planned to visit Maverick at the

that his injury has mostly healed since he

walk inside, Elven leaned in close to her and whispered, “Ms. Shalders, I

you think so, huh?” Looks like

frowned, an indescribable look in

his room as soon as he returned, and he hasn’t come out

“I see. Okay.”

on her face as she walked straight into the villa and headed

door of Maverick’s room was closed, but it

door open and entered the room. The bed was neatly made, showing no signs of anyone

dressed in a luxurious dark suit. He was admiring the sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling window in a leisurely and relaxed demeanor, his eyes cool and

was late autumn, the sunlight that fell upon

his handsome, perfect side profile only served to make his face appear

thin lips were dark and chapped. His face was also extremely pale, as if he had

lie flat. It will put pressure on the wound

he did not notice Gwendolyn approaching him until she was right

“You’re back.”

trying to stand. “I was so engrossed that I lost track

you’re not feeling well, I’ll

his shoulder, guiding him

realized how cold and icy his entire body was as if

“Why are you so cold? You don’t look well. Is the wound

a slight smile to reassure her. “It stopped hurting a while ago. I guess my hands and feet are cold because I’ve been lying down for too long, but I’m fine. I just need to rest for a couple of days, and

didn’t believe

his eyelashes trembling from time to time. She felt that he was always

at your injury,” she said and began to

let go. “My injury is really not a big deal. It’s almost healed, and it’s wrapped in gauze anyway. Even if you take off my

said

Gwendolyn reluctantly let go.

quickly reached back

slightly, appearing somewhat languid. “It’s rare to see you care about me like that. How

her

her this time, she didn’t ridicule or mock him. Instead, she said with a serious expression, “You know I don’t like being indebted to others. Since you saved me this time, I’ll

request

his head, making eye contact with her, a faint glimmer flashing

best

just laughed, for she knew very

I don’t have

Just stand there and don’t

nodded and

his hand from the lounge chair, and he sat up straight. Gathering his courage, he slipped his hands through her trench coat, tightly encircling her slender waist. “Let

body was warm, while his was