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 few more things before

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

have hallucinated this last night

Gwendolyn’s matter

pocket. Upon ensuring that she had gotten the right photo, she

from leaving the room. No matter what she said, the butler

that, Jennifer was locked up for two whole

passed quickly when

it was the

told the butler that she had recovered and had a magazine photoshoot to attend to and managed

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,

but she did

court as well, but Asher was too busy with his work to even return. Nico, on the other hand, had volunteered to stay

at Harrick Villa in

her phone had been confiscated, she had depleted the last of her battery on her way to Harrick Villa. Left without a choice, she borrowed

bedroom after Jennifer left. To his

he rushed over to his side. “Thank God!

quivered, and he glanced at Nico before scanning

“Where’s Gwenny?”

“Ms. Gwendolyn and the others have gone to the international court. Her Highness is suing her for the murder of a member of the royal family, and the trial begins

“The murder of a member of

Lund. Her Highness’ adopted

pulled away the blanket to get down from the bed. “You’re driving. We’re

be of any help even if we go now.” At the

Nico as he swiftly

have a

of the court was

arrived, the reporters swarmed over and shoved their

did you

he was an upstanding citizen. We even heard that you were childhood

Harris, please give us