The Ex and Her Riches

Immediately after, the smooth skin on his broad back was brutally ripped apart by the barbs of the whip.

Vivid hues of red formed across his back, and intense pain surged through.

It was merely the first whip, and Maverick’s forehead was beaded with cold sweat.

He gritted his teeth, his muscles tensed. Despite that, he maintained an upright posture, stoically enduring the searing pain in complete silence.

When Maverick was removing his clothes, Logan noticed the bandage in the middle of his back under his shirt and deliberately avoided hitting his wound.

However, this left his back with lesser parts to take the punishment.

As such, by the time the fifteenth lash struck, Maverick’s entire bandaged upper back was covered in a web of bloody welts.

The whip cut deep into the flesh, tearing the skin and revealing the raw muscle beneath. It was a horrifying sight to behold.

Maverick’s breathing grew heavier, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

Even his eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably. He tightly pursed his lips, determined not to let out a single sound of humiliation.

Deep down, he couldn’t help but laugh self-deprecatingly.

After leaving home for more than a decade, he had almost forgotten his true identity, thinking that he was just a pampered son of the Wright family who lived a comfortable and privileged life.

Now, his pampered body had weakened considerably that it couldn’t really endure the punishment anymore.

Logan’s hand, which was holding the whip, trembled too.

Maverick’s upper back was already covered in blood, and there wasn’t a single spot left unharmed.

If Logan were to whip again, the lash would land right on the previous wounds. Yet the whip was so strong that if the same wound got struck twice, it would leave a cut deep into the bones. It would be too torturous.

Logan couldn’t bear the thought and had to shift his focus to Maverick’s waist.

The whip swished through the air once more, and the sound of it slashing through the wind echoed. Five lashes landed squarely on Maverick’s lower back in rapid succession.

Maverick’s body trembled violently, and his back finally gave in and collapsed. He quickly supported himself with one hand on the ground, avoiding the embarrassment of falling down.

of the

chest and his blood surged. He spit out a mouthful of

“Boss!”

was terrified at the scene, his

He had to resist the urge

Let’s go back. We’re

the Federal Bureau of Investigation. It’s not your place to speak here!” Maverick took a deep breath and gave him a fierce

is merely suppressed, not eradicated! Persisting in such a manner and enduring these injuries will

mustered all his strength to straighten his back once more, maintaining the most upright posture to take

Undoubtedly, it hurt terribly.

the threats still looming around Gwendolyn. He had to help her to get rid of the final

if he were to leave now, wouldn’t the twenty whips he had

“Let’s continue.”

voice trembled as he called out,

him completely. “Logan,

his fist so hard that they turned pale. Yet, as an outsider, there was nothing Nico could

the two, he could tell that

at Maverick’s back

to whip again, the last ten lashes could only be struck

the two bodyguards inside the room and said, “There’s no need for

“Yes.”

out a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the bloodstains from the

of ten consecutive

of them landed on the empty ground beside

the thirty lashes have been executed. You may get up now.” While wiping the whip clean, Logan continued, “Three days is the final deadline. You must return by then. Please

with

bowed slightly to

“Mr. Wright, a car has stopped at the construction site entrance, and a woman got

Woman?

his brows. “How did she

“Extremely beautiful.”

is she here all

Logan. “Retreat now. She is someone important to me. Don’t make a move, and don’t let her

care of yourself

her high heels and observed her

were numerous hidden sentries nearby, yet she

Had they already retreated?

site was vast. She quickened her pace and searched

a secluded dilapidated house, she