The Ex and Her Riches

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

did not say a word in

had regained some control, she continued, “You’re a smart man, Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and reflect on your actions. Before you think things through, you’re not allowed

in disbelief. He gazed at her, somewhat hurt. “Are you placing me under

house arrest? Think of it as grounding. It’s your punishment for speaking so

who aren’t on active duty to surround this villa? I don’t want even an

decisively. “Very

batons. You have my permission to beat him up

laughter. If it came to that, she would

won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall and I will have you tried according to our family law. Feel free to test me, but

“You think I’m scared of

should be. If you piss me off, I will have you beaten up so severely that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would only be able to watch the broadcast

clenched. He refused to say another

arm around

she turned around and said, “Call me

stood, Treyton watched as she and Cedrick entered

the car did

surrounded the villa as if they had rehearsed it and

were not predisposed to negotiations but preferred to strike first instead. Forced

house did Gwendolyn

the following morning at

their relationship had lost some of its stiffness. Though far from being on good terms, they would exchange a greeting

reasons, her secretary had taken

the following two days coaching her new

manager of the HR department arrived with the new secretary and

in,” she said without taking her attention off the documents

her permission, the two

a handsome face. He had a presence that could not be

so much as look

resume on her table. “This candidate is very well qualified, Ms. Mossey. You’ll like

response, engrossed in typing. She did not look at the documents beside

office later than me. When I come in in the

nodded. “Understood,