The Ex and Her Riches

Shocked, Sheralyn glanced between Gwendolyn and the ruler before she backed away reflexively. “You b*tch! You’re clearly using this opportunity to mess with me! I know you don’t actually want to hand the Wright residence and Wright Construction Group back to us! I won’t let that happen!”

With a cold expression, Gwendolyn fiddled with the ruler. “You were the one who told me you’ll obey my orders unconditionally, so you don’t get a say in what happens now.”

Just as she finished her sentence, Elven and Ezra swiftly grabbed Sheralyn’s shoulders.

“What are you doing?” Fear swirled in Sheralyn’s eyes. “You’re trying to scare me, aren’t you? You think I’m afraid of you! Well, too bad because I’ll never submit to a b*tch like you, even if I die!”

Gwendolyn stepped closer to her with the ruler. “Does it please you so much to call me a b*tch? You know, you don’t sound like the daughter of an affluent family at all. I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson today.”

“What are you going to do? Are you going to hit me? Try touching me, b*tch!”

With a sneer, Gwendolyn shook her head. She’s still an idiot who doesn’t understand the situation. She’s only pouring more fuel into my burning rage the more she curses at me. It’s fine, though, since I’ve got an opportunity to take her down a peg right now. “How many swear words have you uttered since you entered the living room?”

That question dumbfounded Sheralyn. Huh? How would I know how many times I’ve cussed? I just did it whenever I felt like it.

Elven counted in his mind before answering, “Five, Ms. Gwendolyn.”

Turning the ruler around, Gwendolyn stated, “I’ll hit you twice for every swear word, so you’ll be receiving ten whacks on your hand.”

“You don’t have the right to hit me! I’ve been doted on since I was a kid, so much so my parents can’t even bear to touch me! Who do you think you are?” howled Sherlyn as she struggled wildly to break free.

She was terrified of the pain that awaited her. “Save me, Mom! She’s going to beat me to death! Mom!”

the lesson could change Sheralyn’s spoiled personality, so she turned

restricted by the bodyguards so that she couldn’t move her arms. Then,

only ten hits. If you can’t control your mouth and curse one more time, I’ll slap it with a ruler

Gwendolyn was capable of doing

a chill running

promptly slapped the former’s palm with

It hurts! Don’t hit me anymore! Save me, Mom! She’s going to kill me!”

poured from her eyes as she squealed like

Sheralyn’s hand with all her might. Because she was also trained in martial arts, the impact she caused was so severe that Sheralyn’s palm swelled

expression, she mercilessly hit Sheralyn four more times

wailed at the top of her lungs as her

received five hits,

her daughter’s torment. Several times, she was tempted to stop Gwendolyn, but she held back her urge.

right hand and smacked it five

over,

was Sheralyn’s first time experiencing such torture, so her legs were still shaking. She couldn’t even stand straight when she

touched the ground with her hands. The pain was so excruciating that she

she continued to whimper, Frida approached

you know. I’ll return seven days later to see if you’ve memorized the book. If you still haven’t

There was nothing she could do to

she thought, This woman’s too ruthless! She’s no different

her rage subsiding. That was satisfying. I knew teaching her a lesson through actions instead of words was better.

Sheralyn’s dressing table. That way, the ruler would be the first thing Sheralyn would

Gwendolyn asked Frida to sign the

entire book. She was genuinely

Sheralyn made several mistakes but successfully committed the entire book to memory. While Gwendolyn didn’t intentionally trouble her, she did have strict standards. Thus, Sheralyn was punished with ten smacks to