The Ex and Her Riches

It was raining heavily, and the bodyguard held an umbrella over Frida.

She walked to the side alone to examine the letter.

No one witnessed the expression of shock on her face.

She tightly clutched the letter, her eyes filled with complex emotions. After a few minutes of internal conflict, she stowed away the envelope and returned to Maverick’s grave.

“Mom, what did Maverick say?”

Frida’s face bore a look of devastation as she completely disregarded Sheralyn, seemingly oblivious to her question.

“Mom, what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me! What did Maverick write in the letter?”

Sheralyn attempted to grab the envelope from Frida’s hand, but the latter skillfully evaded her. Sheralyn thought it was odd and went to snatch the letter again.

In a moment of desperation, Frida tore and crumpled the letter she had opened before swiftly stuffing it into her mouth and swallowing it.

“Mom, what are you doing!”

“Mrs. Wright!”

Everyone was stunned by her action.

Instead of giving everyone an explanation, Frida rushed into the rain and hugged the cold tombstone of Maverick. She wailed, “Maverick! My son, you were still so young. How could you leave me and your sister behind…”

She howled until her voice was hoarse, and the grief etched on her face touched everyone present, causing their eyes to unconsciously turn red.

Coming from a prestigious family, Frida had always maintained an air of nobility. It was the first time she had publicly lost control, embracing the tombstone while crying uncontrollably. Surprisingly, no one deemed her behavior inappropriate.

Even her act of swallowing the entire letter moments ago was understandable. A mother had lost her beloved son, after all. Moreover, Maverick was the most promising child of the Wright family.

Frida’s heart was irreparably shattered.

Gwendolyn watched from a distance, her eyes red but devoid of tears, and her expression remained stoic.

dug deeply into her palms. It was

Frida was on the verge of collapsing from her incessant tears. Fortunately, with Sheralyn’s support and persuasive words, her emotional outbursts

end. The business partners, relatives, and friends departed one after

untimely demise of

two remaining women in the Wright family, recognizing that their lives would be challenging with Dexter lurking in the background, ready to

left, Sheralyn escorted Frida out of

instant, intense anger surged within her. “It’s all because of you! You’re the cause of my brother’s demise! If it weren’t for you, why

back but instead lowered

getting bullied and said with a cold face, “Mind your words! She knew nothing about the matter, and this was your brother’s

“Knew nothing about it?”

can absolve herself by feigning ignorance? My brother sacrificed his life for her! But look at her, not a single tear shed in

the latter could curse out more

Maverick killed! What’s wrong with scolding her? Don’t you hate her too? Are you out of your mind to defend

head down and

Frida approached Gwendolyn and offered a slight

taken aback. “Mom, do you realize what

to you for what my daughter said. She is overwhelmed with grief and speaks without thinking. I

Gwendolyn was dumbfounded.

to me. Why is she acting so different

I am responsible for his death. Don’t you hate me

If Maverick made such a choice, it means he must have

you deeply” caused Gwendolyn’s heart to ache, and she

squeezed her palm, trying

retrieved a blank envelope from her bag and handed it to Gwendolyn. “He requested for you to have this in private.

took it

now. Find a seat and

leaned on each other for support and left the

letter inside her bag. After all the relatives and friends who had come to pay their respects

photo

the raindrops that fell heavily upon

recognized the familiar yet aloof countenance with

It was Maverick.

her phone and villa for a photo of him but to no avail. It suddenly dawned on her that she would only be able

photo, her movements gentle

loved. From now on, she

tirelessly wiped off the water