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.”

an upright position as if he had cultivated this habit over the years. His eyes were

at Gwendolyn. There was a hint of surprise in his voice when he said, “Gwen, there’s some dirt on

sat in her chair, not

hands in a gentle and deliberate motion toward Gwendolyn’s

with her face, another pair of

he uttered through gritted teeth, “Mr.

“I shall do whatever I wish.

and was about to shake off

former’s eyes bore a malevolent and piercing intensity, radiating a palpable sense

to break free, but his efforts were

servant treats his employer? He’s so arrogant. Such a defiant servant ought to be taught a

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

locked eyes. Their hands

mounting tension in the

as she held

that there would always be an intense battle between men whenever Maverick was

again, giving Maverick a

“That’s enough. Let go.”

Maverick released his

His glare was fixed on Charles, capturing his every movement

spoke with a hint of annoyance. “Gwen, it

“Mr. Newton is my guest. You’ve offended him the moment you got here. Are you trying

the outside of the villa and called

into the living

“Bring him to the basement to do some soul-searching. Do not release him without my

at each

extremely cold. He spoke up with a

look at him with a sneer on her

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

cut through him like a sharp

that

words still caused him great pain and a sense

Gwendolyn no

using Charles to tell Maverick the

uttered, “I know I’ve made many mistakes in the past, but aren’t you

Gwendolyn kept quiet.