The Ex and Her Riches

Thank God the photo is still with me. I don’t think Craig realized I stole the photo.

“I was just curious. After all, Mother is upstairs, and I haven’t met her. That’s why I wanted to head upstairs.”

Craig sighed. “Forget it. I won’t punish you this time, but you’re not allowed to do this again. There are rules in our family, and now that you’re here, you need to obey them.”

“All right…”

Craig stood up and straightened his collar. “You must have had a scare last night. Get more rest. I’ll ask the servants to bring the food upstairs later.”

“Wait.” Jennifer grabbed his sleeve and looked up at him. “I think someone hit my head and tried to strangle me to death before I passed out last night. They even said that I shouldn’t be alive. Was that… Mother?”

Craig said back down and patted her shoulder.

In a softer voice, he said, “No. No one tried to strangle you to death either. You slipped and hit your head on the corner of the table. Maybe you were too startled last night and imagined it. Don’t overthink the matter, okay?”

“But—”

But it felt so real. I was sober last night, so how could I have imagined it?

“There isn’t any but. Mother didn’t even wake up when you passed out the night before. The maid only found you in the study this morning when she went there to clean up the place.”

Was that really what happened? Was that just a dream?

Jennifer was half-convinced. “Then when can I meet Mother?”

Craig froze for a second before a complicated look appeared in his amber eyes. “Mother has a cold, and she says she doesn’t want to pass it to you, so it might be a few days before that. At most, you’ll meet her during your party. I’m sure you’ll be able to see our kind and beautiful mother then.”

“She has a cold? I can take care of her. I’m healthier than most girls, and I won’t catch it.”

“But you’re hurt, and your immune system is at its lowest right now.” Craig narrowed his eyes before sternly reminding her, “You need to listen to others now that you’re back.”

Jennifer nodded

her about a

the bed and walked over to the dresser to check the mirror. Other than the mild stinging pain in her neck,

have hallucinated this last night because I was too

matter

she recomposed herself, she took out the photo from her pocket. Upon ensuring that she had gotten the right photo, she

room. No matter what she said, the butler refused to let her

that, Jennifer was locked up for

when everyone was

it was the day

Jennifer told the butler that she had recovered and had a magazine photoshoot

Gwendolyn was on her way to the international court, the lawyer passed the script to her on behalf of Jared and reminded her, “Ms. Harris, you have to follow this script later on. Don’t worry. Even if she’s a princess, the

did not

Treyton, and Nicole had gone to the court as well, but Asher was too busy with his work to even return. Nico,

at Harrick Villa in

had depleted the last of her battery on her way to Harrick Villa. Left

Jennifer left. To his surprise,

rushed over to

glanced at Nico

“Where’s Gwenny?”

the others have gone to the international court. Her Highness is suing her for the murder of

sobered up immediately. “The murder of

Lund. Her Highness’ adopted son, Charles

down from the bed. “You’re driving. We’re

I doubt we’ll be of any help even if we go

Nico as he

go have a

of the court

reporters swarmed over and shoved their microphones in Gwendolyn’s

you

was an upstanding citizen. We even heard that

please give us an