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.”

a satisfied look. He was sitting in an upright position as if he had cultivated this habit over the years. His eyes were fixed on Maverick, waiting for the

in his voice

her chair,

his hands in a gentle and

contact with her face, another pair of hands grasped

face darkened, and he uttered through gritted teeth, “Mr.

“I shall do whatever

words clearly and was about

Charles. The former’s eyes bore a malevolent and

to break free, but his efforts were in vain. He started

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

speak when Maverick snorted coldly. “My employer is Gwendolyn. Who

two men locked eyes. Their hands were

mounting tension in the

as she held

an

coughed heavily again, giving Maverick a warning

“That’s enough. Let go.”

Maverick released his

glare was fixed on

annoyance. “Gwen, it seems like we won’t be

“Mr. Newton is my guest. You’ve offended him the moment you got here. Are you trying to make me angry? I think I have been too lenient with you. Have you forgotten who

the outside of the villa and called out, “William,

and Quinton quickly walked into the living room and stood

in his direction. “Bring him to the basement to do some soul-searching. Do not

looked at each other

with a

him

grudge against him, but now I’ve come to terms with it. Let bygones be 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

cut through him like a sharp

so hurt that it took his breath

hurtful words still caused him great pain and a sense of

no

Charles to tell Maverick the truth in

he uttered, “I know I’ve made many mistakes in the

Gwendolyn kept quiet.