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 would be better if she could test the

into her bag and grabbed her coat from the rack. She

but quickly caught up with

could not recall the winding paths in the Jenson

they reached the front of Cedrick’s villa, Nico and a few other bodyguards were already waiting for her at

over, Nico respectfully bowed slightly. “Ms. Gwendolyn, it’s been

before I left Cedrick’s villa the last time

Err…

awkward, Nico froze for a moment before diverting to another topic. “Please come in, Ms. Gwendolyn. Mr. Jenson is

away and

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

mean?” Gwendolyn cast him a

urge to say more. He

to provide further explanation, she decided not to press him

about to knock on the door, she noticed the

she could fully see the situation inside, someone emerged from behind, grasping her wrist

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

was anxious. “What are you doing,

silk shirt, his lips pressed tightly together, but he

his knees slowly sinking, and his back straightened

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

as a statement and not

me.” Cedrick did not

in her glistening eyes, his heart

in the

dead, yet you didn’t come to find me. Instead, you deliberately orchestrated an emotionally manipulative will just to witness my misery? Just

“No, Gwenny. I…”

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

mistake last night. I

now? Why did you choose to confess tonight? Is it because you realized I saw through your acting and was on the verge of uncovering the truth? You have no choice but to come clean, huh?” she