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, conveyed how helpless he was after being abused and

once

her tracks. She turned her head and stared at him coldly.

that she had given him the opportunity, it was

her beautiful yet indifferent face, Asher analyzed the

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 get into a conflict with

simply worried that Gwendolyn would bring trouble upon herself

her chin arrogantly,

rules over the past few years, yet so many people still want me dead. Even my

scenes was to become stronger herself. Others, not even those closest to her, were not to be relied

eyes met, she cast

slowly as his

explain himself, all he could do was bow his

apologetic, you should tread carefully. You should answer my questions and help expose Annie’s true identity instead of advising me to let her go. You know my

expressing her stance, she stomped out of the ancestral hall

stood guard outside with two bodyguards, ensuring

of them bowed respectfully when they saw

clouds and instructed the bodyguards, “Bring the whip over. Follow the rules that Mr. Asher has set himself.

the bodyguards exchanged looks,

displeased, Gwendolyn frowned.

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

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

first horse to be transported by air from

ever since the incident that

over. After

he heard

Asher. The twenty whips are Ms. Gwendolyn’s

Asher

already accustomed to this due to his previous acts of self–abuse, he swiftly removed his jacket. All he wore for the punishment was a thin shirt. He nudged the table forward slightly so that the pages that he had

not leave immediately. Instead, she stood at the door for a long time until she heard the piercing