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!”

Frida was heartbroken, she ignored her daughter’s pleas. She believed the lesson could change Sheralyn’s spoiled personality, so she turned her

be forcefully restricted by the bodyguards so that she couldn’t move her

as Sheralyn was about to swear again, Gwendolyn 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

enraged, Gwendolyn was

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

Gwendolyn promptly slapped the former’s palm

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

poured from her eyes as she squealed like a

whacked 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

mercilessly hit

at the top of her lungs as her arms trembled

five hits, her fair, tender hand

was tempted to stop Gwendolyn, but she held back her urge. Ultimately, she buried herself

she immediately grabbed Sheralyn’s right hand

punishment was over, Elven and Ezra

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

hands. The pain was so excruciating that she almost passed

whimper, Frida approached her

to memory. I’m very strict, you

was nothing

stared at Gwendolyn with fear, she thought, This woman’s too ruthless! She’s no different from a

her, Gwendolyn felt her rage subsiding. That was satisfying. I knew teaching her a lesson

on Sheralyn’s dressing table. That way, the ruler would be the first thing Sheralyn would see upon waking up

the two

days, Sheralyn memorized the entire book. She was

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