The Ex and Her Riches

The next day, Nico entered the CEO’s office at Jenson Group, his expression downtrodden.

Yesterday, he had visited all the racecourses in Salinsburgh and finally found a whip specifically designed for taming fierce and wild horses.

After placing it on Jenson’s desk, he said, “This whip is quite rough in texture. Please handle it with care, Boss.”

Cedrick lapsed into thoughtful silence before keeping it away.

Nico, expressing his concern, reminded Jenson once again. “Boss, if Ms. Gwendolyn intends to whip you tonight, please don’t put up a strong front. Instead, try to look aggrieved, scream in pain, and shed a few tears to invoke her sympathy.”

Cedrick nodded in response. His mind was occupied with thoughts on how to approach the conversation with Gwendolyn later that evening.

Cedrick’s apparent lack of concern over his warning caused Nico to feel anxious.

However, upon reflection, he realized if Cedrick was not afraid of being physically harmed, why should he worry about him?

Meanwhile, Gwendolyn went about her usual routine at Angle Corporation, focusing on the preparations before work.

She remained busy throughout the day and nothing unusual happened. Before leaving work, she received the information Asher had finished compiling and faxed it to her.

Gwendolyn printed all the documents and studied them closely. Her expression turned more and more icy as she went through all the information.

The information showed that Cedrick did make a trip to Hawen a few months ago.

With no existing business connections between the Jenson family and Hawen, Gwendolyn struggled to find a plausible reason for Cedrick’s visit, apart from the possibility of him undergoing plastic surgery. Does that mean Cedrick lied to me last night?

While she was contemplating, William knocked on her door and came in. “Ms. Gwendolyn, Nico just came by and said Mr. Jenson would like to invite you to have dinner at the villa after work. He will personally cook for you. Would you like to go?”

“Sure,” Gwendolyn answered with a flinch.

it was difficult for her to investigate, she thought it would be better if she could test the waters

the documents into her bag and grabbed her coat from

was taken aback but quickly caught up with

could not recall the winding paths in the Jenson residence. She had

of Cedrick’s villa, Nico and a few

walking over, Nico respectfully bowed

left Cedrick’s villa the last

Err…

froze for a moment before diverting to another topic.

looked away and

“Mr. Jenson has to attend an urgent mission tonight.

mean?” Gwendolyn cast him a baffling

urge to say more. He sighed silently and

curiosity, but seeing that he was unwilling to

alone to the villa. Just when she was about to knock on the door, she noticed the front door was

gently pushed open the door, but before she could fully see the situation

and comforting embrace, and the person holding her tightly was

anxious. “What are you doing, Mr.

wore a thin silk shirt, his lips pressed tightly together, but he did not utter

staggered backward, his knees

her, and in an instant, realization washed over her. Her eyes

out as a statement and not a

right. That’s me.” Cedrick did not

the shimmering teardrops in her

rein in the tears

you didn’t come to find me. Instead, you deliberately orchestrated an emotionally manipulative will just to witness my misery? Just look at how easily I could be fooled. How foolish I am to

“No, Gwenny. I…”

“Shut up! You don’t deserve to call me Gwenny. I thought you

last night. I should have been honest but hesitated. But I didn’t deceive you when I wrote

believe you now? Why did you choose to confess tonight? Is it because you realized I saw through your acting and was