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.

with his pained and pitiful expression, conveyed how helpless he

was his once confident

stir in her heart, Gwendolyn stopped in her tracks. She turned her head and

was up to him whether he made

indifferent face,

duty, there’s no one supporting her. You can manipulate 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 Paul, Harris

herself and put herself in danger. He

arrogantly, her gaze filled

still want me dead. Even my own brother is helping

behind the scenes was to become stronger herself. Others, not even those closest to her,

their eyes met, she cast him a

turned pale slowly as his

could do was bow his head in resignation and listen as Gwendolyn brought up

my questions and help expose Annie’s true identity instead of advising

expressing her stance, she stomped out of the

two bodyguards, ensuring no one would

respectfully when they saw Gwendolyn

“Bring the whip over. Follow the rules

bodyguards exchanged

frowned. “Are

disobey. We’ll carry out your

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

birthday, Asher had arranged for her first horse to be

since the incident that had her heading for Fairlake, she had never

reminisced, the bodyguards had already brought the whip over. After bowing

though he heard the

Asher. The twenty

composed look, Asher placed the pen down

jacket. All he wore for the punishment was a thin shirt. He nudged the table forward slightly so that the

for a long time