The Ex and Her Riches

Upon seeing someone faint, the man wearing a ghost mask finally removed it.

Under the moonlight, the man’s dark gaze was cold and unfathomable, filled with icy bloodlust as he looked at Charles.

Nico stepped forward and asked, “Boss, how should we handle this?”

“Tie up these two subordinates and throw them in the car. As for Charles…”

Maverick’s voice suddenly stopped, and he narrowed his eyes. His expression was fierce. “Hang him up and take him to the cabin that is ready. Gwendolyn will be here in about ten minutes. Before she arrives, let’s interrogate him first.”

“Understood.”

Charles was abruptly awakened by a splash of cold water.

When he woke up, he found his hands tied behind his back and suspended from a broken beam in the dilapidated house. His feet barely touched the ground, and he had to stand on his tiptoes to maintain his balance.

That position was extremely tiring, especially as the arms became unbearably sore. If he was being suspended for an hour, the arms could ache to the point of dislocation, and the armpits would bruise and become swollen.

He let out a soft chuckle.

That torturous method was clearly a tactic commonly used by the military.

“What are you laughing at?”

A deliberately lowered, deep male voice rang out from nearby.

Charles glanced over.

It was the man with the ghost mask he had seen before he fainted. The man was leisurely and elegantly leaning against a wooden pillar.

Charles’ deep blue eyes showed not the slightest hint of panic. His face was still carrying a smile.

“I’m not sure what I did to offend the Federal Bureau of Investigation. You’re setting me up to arrest me.”

The masked man approached him and said, “Recently, a labeled sample of S404 RNA Virus has gone missing from the lab. I checked the records, and you were in the lab half a month ago.”

Charles was indignant. “I’m not the only one who visited the lab, so why do you suspect that I took it?”

to Realm Bar, someone just happened to use that potion to hurt us,

frowned slightly. “How

masked man removed the silver mask from his face, revealing Maverick’s handsome yet

you have this mask? I can’t believe it. How could the head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation possibly

him. Maverick’s profile was too clean, which made him suspicious that there was more to

However…

was not simple, there was no way he could be involved

dark eyes narrowed as he

down, but to harm Gwendolyn. You pretend

I truly

refused

Federal Bureau of Investigation to get information from me? Do you think I’d believe you? You’re nothing but the young CEO of the Wright family in Fairlake. How could this

cold, but

the trap you and Gwendolyn set. Do you really think you can keep me here for long? Tomorrow, my people will notice

“Oh?”

and see if any of your men

man’s face, which did not seem to be feigned,

from pure silver by a skilled artisan exclusively. With its intricate design process, unique patterns, and unparalleled craftsmanship, there was only one such mask

he began

“Boss, it’s been five minutes. Ms. Shalders will

“All right.”

straight to the point. “You got this potion half a month ago, but you only came to Fairlake a week ago. There must be someone behind this, conspiring with you

at the ground,

him by the hair, forcing him to make eye

know very well the methods the Federal Bureau of Investigation uses to deal with stubborn

infuriated by his words. Veins bulged on his forehead as

“How dare you!”

I am. Considering what you’ve done this time, do you really think you

Maverick continued speaking, his gaze grew increasingly

and after a brief two-second pause, he burst into laughter. “You’re not the young master of the Wright family, are

was no way the head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation could merely be the

not

know your identity. Don’t you have a motive too? What’s your purpose

hand that was clenching

was about to be torn off. His expression

should be well aware that your days are numbered!

eyes filled with rage as he released his grip on the man’s hair and threw a fierce punch

up, turning