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.”

had cultivated this habit over the years. His eyes were fixed on Maverick, waiting for the

in his voice when he said, “Gwen, there’s some dirt on your face. I’ll

in her

in a gentle and deliberate motion

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

uttered through gritted teeth, “Mr. Newton, mind your manners. Keep

do whatever I wish. Mind your

clearly and was about to shake off

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

tried to break free, but his efforts were

servant treats his employer? He’s so

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

eyes. Their hands were

mounting tension

as she held

always be an intense battle between men

giving Maverick a warning

“That’s enough. Let go.”

Maverick released his

and Charles. His glare was fixed on

hint of annoyance. “Gwen, it seems like we won’t be able to enjoy our meal tonight as

understood what Charles meant and looked sternly at Maverick. “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

villa and called out, “William,

walked into the

“Bring him

at each other and

extremely cold. He spoke up with a hurt voice. “Are you punishing

him with

always admired him since I was little. I used to hold a 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 are here, get lost. Do you think you still mean anything to

cut through him

hurt that it

knowing her plan, hearing her speak those hurtful words still caused him great pain and a sense

that Gwendolyn no longer had

tell Maverick

bloodshot. He choked up as he uttered, “I know I’ve made many mistakes in the past, but aren’t you even a little moved by what I’ve done for you

Gwendolyn kept quiet.