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!”

her daughter’s pleas. She believed the lesson could change

be forcefully restricted by the bodyguards so that she couldn’t move her arms. Then, Gwendolyn grabbed Sheralyn’s

glared at her coldly. “This is only ten hits. If you can’t control your mouth and curse one more time, I’ll slap it with a ruler next time instead. Do you want to give it

enraged, Gwendolyn was

she hits my mouth with a ruler! Sheralyn felt a chill running down her spine as she gulped fearfully. Biting her lip, she

herself, Gwendolyn promptly slapped the former’s palm

anymore! Save me, Mom! She’s going to kill me!”

she squealed like a pig being

Because she was also trained in martial

an icy expression, she mercilessly hit Sheralyn four more times in

wailed at the top of her lungs as her arms

only received five hits, her fair,

torment. Several times, she was tempted to stop Gwendolyn, but she held back her urge. Ultimately, she buried herself in the sofa and pretended to

right hand

punishment was over, Elven and Ezra released

such torture, so her legs were still shaking. She couldn’t even stand straight when she was let

hands. The pain was so excruciating that she almost

Frida approached her

grave expression. “You better commit the rules to memory. I’m very strict, you know. I’ll return seven days later to see if you’ve memorized the book. If you still

Frida’s embrace. There was nothing

thought, This

curse at her, Gwendolyn felt her rage subsiding. That was satisfying. I knew teaching her a lesson through actions instead

she requested the bodyguards to place the sandalwood ruler on Sheralyn’s dressing table. That way, the ruler would be the first thing Sheralyn would see upon waking up

set, Gwendolyn asked Frida to sign the two property

memorized the entire book. She was genuinely frightened

to memory. While Gwendolyn didn’t intentionally trouble her, she did have strict standards. Thus, Sheralyn was punished