The Ex and Her Riches

The confrontation lasted for several minutes.

Caught in the middle, Gwendolyn glanced from one man to the other.

As the 023 special drug had lost its effect on Maverick, he now looked more imposing than Charles. His eyes gleamed with a chilling and merciless intensity.

Gwendolyn did not know what to say.

They were already eyeing each other with so much hostility in the beginning that she was not sure how the night would end.

She cleared her throat loudly, drawing their attention to her.

Gwendolyn then gestured for Charles to look in the direction of the dining room. “Charles, I’ve prepared all this food, and I’ve been waiting for you. I’ve also prepared two bottles of red wine. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a drink together. Let’s all drink and be merry tonight.”

“Okay.”

Charles shifted his focus from Maverick to Gwendolyn. He looked at her affectionately as they walked into the dining room together.

“Gwen, your culinary skills are amazing. These dishes smell so good. I wasn’t that hungry earlier, but now my appetite has been whetted.”

“I’m happy as long as you like them.”

Maverick stood in the stairwell, observing their interaction keenly.

Even though Gwendolyn had already told him about her plan that night, he was still caught off-guard when he saw her smiling happily at Charles and speaking to him in such a gentle manner.

He felt a pang of heartache.

When would Gwendolyn treat him the way she was treating Charles?

Both of them were chatting and laughing in the dining room, oblivious to the awkward expression on Maverick’s face.

At the dining table, Gwendolyn pursed her lips and smiled. She took the bottle of red wine that had been decanted and was about to pour some for Charles.

Charles extended his hand, making a gesture to stop her. “Gwen, you have a servant here. You don’t have to do this yourself.”

Gwendolyn’s expression momentarily froze, but she quickly regained her composure.

She put down the red wine and looked in the direction of the staircase.

“Maverick, come here.”

this habit over the years. His eyes were fixed on Maverick, waiting for the latter to

them, he turned to look at Gwendolyn. There was a hint of surprise in his voice when he said, “Gwen, there’s some dirt on your face. I’ll help you wipe it

in her chair, not

extended his hands in a gentle and deliberate motion toward

could come in contact with her face, another pair of hands

darkened, and he uttered through gritted teeth, “Mr. Newton, mind your manners.

sneered, “I shall do

enunciated the last few words clearly and was about to shake off Maverick’s hands in

grip and stared at Charles. The former’s eyes bore a malevolent and piercing intensity, radiating a

but his efforts were in vain. He

this how a servant treats his employer? He’s so arrogant. Such a defiant servant

coldly. “My

men locked eyes. Their

was mounting tension in the

as she held her

would always be an intense battle between men whenever

coughed heavily again, giving Maverick a warning

“That’s enough. Let go.”

Maverick released

and Charles. His glare was fixed on

a tissue and wiped his sleeves. He then spoke with a hint of annoyance. “Gwen, it seems like we won’t be able to enjoy our meal tonight as long as someone is

him the moment you got here. Are you trying to make me angry? I think

of the villa and called out,

the living room and stood

even glancing in his direction. “Bring him to the basement to do some soul-searching. Do not release him without my

looked at each other

up with a hurt

turned to look at him

bygones. After all, he still has a special place in my heart. I gave you a chance to terminate our employment contract, but you stubbornly refused to leave. If you can’t stand the way things are

through him like a sharp

was so hurt that it

speak those hurtful words still caused him great pain and a sense

that Gwendolyn no

Charles to tell Maverick the truth in

in the past, but aren’t you even a

Gwendolyn kept quiet.