The Ex and Her Riches

Upon seeing Charles enter with his men, Shirley immediately slumped into the chair.

She had heard from acquaintances at the police station that Charles was planning to leave Fairlake, so why hadn’t he left yet?

With him around, that day was going to be tough for her.

The Lane family’s bodyguards quickly lost their confidence when faced with the police officers brandishing stun batons.

Samantha sat on the ground, feeling utterly defeated.

However, as Charles entered, his gaze remained fixed on Gwendolyn.

Maintaining an upright and composed posture, he walked over to sit beside Gwendolyn.

The latter unconsciously furrowed her brows but quickly concealed any underlying emotions. She then redirected her attention to Shirley and Samantha across from her.

“Samantha, I don’t feel like wasting any more time on this. The police station will handle the crimes you and the Lane family committed. You will repay every penny of the money you owe me with interest. If the funds are insufficient, you’ll have to sell properties or mortgage Lane Group.”

Shirley and Samantha felt resigned, but under Charles’ pressure, they remained silent and played dumb.

Gwendolyn gently smoothed her skirt and looked at Charles beside her, her eyes filled with tenderness.

“Charles, I’m feeling slightly tired, so I’ll leave the rest to you. By the way, Samantha has a penchant for tearing paper. How about letting her tear all the papers in the hallway into shreds before taking them back to the police station? What do you think?”

Charles raised his gaze, his deep and gentle blue eyes meeting hers.

“All right, I’ll do as you say, but…”

He paused for a moment and gently took hold of Gwendolyn’s hand before continuing, “I’ve done you such a big favor, yet you stood me up last night. It’s time to make up to me, don’t you think?”

Gwendolyn smiled, her eyes filled with warmth and her voice velvety. “Of course, to make it up to you, why don’t you come to Bay Villa tonight after you finish work? I’ll personally cook you a meal. How does that sound?”

Charles was pleasantly surprised.

On second thought, he remembered that annoying person in her villa. “But there’s someone in your villa who I’d rather not see.”

not a

indifferently. “He’s just my servant. We’ll have a few drinks together in the evening, and I’ll have him stand by to pour

his eyes filled with indulgence. Then,

now and wait for you

her hand from Charles’ palm and turned to look at Justin. “Stay here and see if Charles needs any further assistance. No slacking

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

her instructions, Gwendolyn shifted her gaze away, turned around, and left Bay Villa, leaving the stage to Charles and the

the car that her expression gradually turned

in her bag

still having some time on her hands, she made a

stayed busy until the afternoon, then returned to Bay Villa two hours

she found Maverick squatting on the ground, cleaning the

already wearing off, he found these household chores much

early today. It’s only mid-afternoon. I suppose

nodded gently and stood motionless

task, washed his hands, and walked over to help her fetch the slippers from the shoe cabinet and neatly place them before

coat and hung it on the

these tasks, he

Gwendolyn sat on the sofa and silently observed Maverick as he

finally spoke. “Put aside what

“All right.”

her respectfully. He then knelt on one knee beside her

with

chin, she closely

the sickly pallor it previously had, and his dark eyes appeared

held a sharper

under the influence of the special drug. Now you

I inject another dose of the special drug and continue tormenting you for a few more days until I grow tired of it before giving you

hitched, and his dark

Is she for real?

excruciatingly painful, compounded by the fact that his back still bore wounds that would intensify the

could

words. “If your happiness is built upon my suffering, as long as it’s your command

“Really?”

chin an inch higher, forcing

his gaze onto her