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.

investigate, she thought it would be better if she could test the

bag and grabbed her coat from the rack. She then glanced

but quickly

winding paths in the Jenson residence. She had to get

Nico and a few

bowed slightly. “Ms. Gwendolyn,

before I left Cedrick’s villa the last time I was here,” she

Err…

topic. “Please come in, Ms. Gwendolyn. Mr. Jenson is waiting

away and walked into

Jenson has to attend an urgent mission tonight. After dinner, he’ll need to leave the city for the operation.

do you mean?” Gwendolyn cast

suppressing the urge to say more. He sighed silently and said,

but seeing that he was unwilling to provide further explanation, she

Just when she was about to knock on the door, she noticed the front door was slightly

the situation inside, someone emerged

in a familiar and comforting embrace, and the person holding her tightly was trembling

anxious. “What are you doing, Mr.

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

his arms, he staggered backward, his knees slowly sinking, and his back straightened

chord within her, and in an instant, realization

came out as a statement and not a

right. That’s me.” Cedrick did not press his

shimmering teardrops in her

to rein in the tears

were never dead, yet you didn’t come to find me. Instead, you deliberately orchestrated an emotionally manipulative will just to witness my

“No, Gwenny. I…”

up! You don’t deserve to call me Gwenny. I thought you enjoy calling me

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

tonight? Is it because you realized I saw through your acting and was on the verge of uncovering the