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!”

She believed the

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

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

enraged, Gwendolyn was capable

my mouth with a ruler! Sheralyn felt a chill running down her spine as she

that Sheralyn had behaved herself, Gwendolyn promptly slapped the former’s palm

Save me, Mom! She’s

eyes as she squealed like a pig

had whacked Sheralyn’s hand with all her might. Because she was also trained in martial arts, the impact she caused was

she mercilessly hit Sheralyn four more times in a

wailed at the top of her lungs as

hits, her fair, tender hand had already turned

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

immediately grabbed Sheralyn’s right hand and smacked it five times with the

punishment was over, Elven

shaking. She couldn’t even stand straight when she was

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

to whimper, Frida approached her and examined

grave expression. “You better commit the rules to memory. I’m very strict, you

Frida’s embrace. There was nothing she could do to Gwendolyn

she stared at Gwendolyn with fear, she thought, This

satisfying. I knew teaching her a lesson

place the sandalwood ruler on Sheralyn’s dressing table. That way, the

Gwendolyn asked Frida to sign the two property transfer agreements. Without

the entire book. She was genuinely frightened by

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