The Ex and Her Riches

Evelyn’s expression froze at Treyton’s words.

A while later, she lowered her head unwillingly and mumbled, “Okay.”

“Good girl! That’s the generosity befitting of the Harris family’s heiress,” Treyton praised and stroked her hair.

The moment was short-lived. He turned away quickly and declared, “Change back into your clothes. You probably have to come by another day when your face is better.”

In the meantime, Gwendolyn left the commercial district.

She opened her purse once she was inside her car and took out a small note.

It had been stuffed into her hand by Treyton earlier.

The note simply read: Give me some time.

Gwendolyn frowned in incomprehension as her gaze traveled over Treyton’s familiar scrawl.

Why does he need more time? Did he find out about something and is looking into it?

Her phone suddenly rang with an incoming call from Cedrick, interjecting her thoughts.

When the line connected, Cedrick grumbled, “Why didn’t you wake me up before you left?”

Gwendolyn replied cajolingly, “I’m already done with my errands, so I’ll be back ASAP. I couldn’t bear to wake you up since you were sleeping so soundly.”

Cedrick’s harrumph was muffled by the blankets. He asked, “What did you go out to do? Are you hurt?”

Her chest swelled with satisfaction as she boasted, “Well, I slapped a pretentious b*tch several times, so I’m feeling great!”

“You hit someone?” Cedrick’s tone turned anxious as he added, “Does your hand hurt? I’ll massage it for you when you’re home.”

Gwendolyn chuckled, moved and amused by his concern. “I’m not that fragile. In fact, I’m still on cloud nine!”

They chatted for almost fifteen minutes before ending the call, and Gwendolyn steered the car toward Harrick Villa.

though he

her into a hug

tucked his head into the crook between Gwendolyn’s neck and shoulder,

whined, “I was so upset when I woke up this morning and

stroked his hair and quietly

returned from the garden. The front door of Harrick Villa was

rare and sweet that Nico could not help but

was no time to dwell on their loving

his reluctance, he coughed loudly to announce his arrival, bringing the

immediately jumped apart upon recognizing

“The investigation

expressions

for Nico’s report before helping Gwendolyn to a nearby couch. Then, they

mother who was over eighty years old, and the woman

performed Gwendolyn and Marcus’ paternity test the exact day after his mother’s departure. The next day, he also performed Gwendolyn and Pierre’s paternity

private jet abroad,

assets had been transferred abroad as well. It seemed he planned to remain

through the report. “Both paternity tests were personally done by Alban, but Nico couldn’t have watched him twenty-four-seven. Tampering with a few data points is child’s play for someone as smart as

agreement, commenting, “Seeing as his mother was sent overseas, someone must’ve threatened him. We can’t trust this set of

don’t we do another paternity test? I can get it done at a hospital outside of town to make sure no one can tamper

thought,

have Pierre sent to the secret interrogation room. It’ll

“Sure.”

He took out his

the room, Cedrick hugged Gwendolyn and comforted her, “We should finally see a conclusion after this

“Mm-hmm.”

emotions swelled in Gwendolyn’s chest as she recalled Treyton’s note and the

influential figures in Chanaea, and there’s a high possibility that at least one of them is a member of the Harris

The conclusion dispirited Gwendolyn.

Nico rushed into the room, looking

suddenly foamed at the mouth at midnight two days ago and experienced a seizure. They sent him to the infirmary, but he

expression darkened, and he

examined Pierre and realized he had a history of seizures. He had been in seizure remission for years after entering prison. No one knows why he suddenly relapsed, and because it

room plunged into

first to break the silence. “We can still do a paternity test even if he’s dead. Is his body still