The Ex and Her Riches

Asher’s face revealed a bitter expression while his eyes reflected a subtle look of mockery, though it was one directed at himself.

“Respond, Mr. Asher. You’ve always been a stickler for the rules. Don’t you know that you should answer honestly when the head of the family asks you a question?”

Gwendolyn tightened her grip on his chin and locked eyes with him, her gaze exuding a look of intimidation.

Asher remained silent. However, his mind wandered back to the words that Annie had whispered to him before she left.

She said, “Now that I’ve spoken up on your behalf, Gwendolyn won’t let you off the hook easily. Are you really not going to consider coming over to my side?”

She probably anticipated Gwendolyn’s arrival and deliberately said those provocative words to threaten our already fragile bond.

At that thought, he inadvertently furrowed his brows. Still, he remained silent throughout.

“Well, well. You did not even say anything truthful. Looks like you’ve chosen to help her!”

Gwendolyn’s anger flared up. Breathing deeply, she straightened her back and released her grip on his chin.

With a cold, disdainful smile, she remarked, “You’re truly her loyal brother. Whenever it comes to her. you’ll protect her no matter what. Asher, if Evelyn and I are both held at gunpoint one day and you only have one bullet, who would you save? Me or her?”

Asher’s eyes reddened as he saw her icy expression. He reached out to grab her hand. “Kiddo…

However, Gwendolyn took a step back when he stretched out his arm.

The small coffee table between them felt like an insurmountable barrier.

“No matter what, I will thoroughly investigate Annie’s identity. If you try to stop me, don’t blame me for disregarding whatever ties we share and dealing with you too.”

After saying those harsh words, Gwendolyn spun around and walked away.

“Kiddo… Gwendolyn, please listen to me.”

Holding onto his knees, Asher struggled to rise and stop her. However, his legs throbbed with excruciating pain, forcing him to pause for a long moment.

hoarse voice, coupled with his pained and pitiful expression,

his once confident and spirited

stir in her heart, Gwendolyn stopped in her tracks. She turned her head and stared at him coldly.

it was up to him

face,

her however you want. However, Annie’s different. Paul’s a count of Ospea. He’s got the entire nobility backing him up. If you’re too insistent on finding out Annie’s identity and

upon herself and put herself in danger. He was genuinely concerned

chin arrogantly, her gaze

least. I’ve been playing by the rules over the past few years, yet so many people still want me dead. Even my own brother is helping to conceal the truth from me. So, what is

suppress those evil–doers plotting against her behind the scenes was to become stronger herself. Others, not even those closest to her, were not

eyes met, she

expression turned pale slowly

he could do was bow his head in resignation and listen as

carefully. You should answer my questions and help expose Annie’s true identity instead of advising me

expressing her stance, she stomped out of the

stood guard outside with two

bowed respectfully when

Follow the rules that Mr. Asher has set himself. Remember, it’s twenty

and the bodyguards exchanged

displeased, Gwendolyn frowned.

dare to disobey. We’ll carry out your instructions now, Ms.

very big. When Gwendolyn was a child, Marcus had built a small equestrian center at the foot of the mountain

horse to be transported by air from Astoria as her birthday

since the incident that had her

brought the whip over. After bowing respectfully at her,

was still writing inside. Even though he heard the footsteps,

The twenty whips are Ms. Gwendolyn’s

look, Asher

he wore for the

door for a long time until she