The Ex and Her Riches

Gwendolyn gave a careless wave of her hand. “It’s nothing.”

“The trade-off has been set for ten o’clock tomorrow morning, so you’ll have to be patient for a little longer. Mr. Wendell demanded thirty billion to agree to meet with Mr. Jenson in person.”

“He finally caved. At least everything I’ve gone through these past few days hasn’t been in vain. Bind me tightly tomorrow. If you don’t, I’m afraid I won’t be able to restrain myself from tearing him into a million pieces.” Her expression darkened as she spoke. How dare he harm innocent babies. Even if I were to stab his body a thousand times, I’d still think he deserved it!

Over on Broadbay Hill, the thick canopy of trees obstructed the view of the sky and blocked out any light. The air was so hot and humid that it almost felt suffocating.

Hamish’s bodyguards brought Gwendolyn to the mountain range before it was even dawn.

As they started preparing for Cedrick’s arrival, they left her, all trussed up, on a bare bed frame inside a shabby wooden cabin. Sweat mingled with dust ran down her face. Propped against the headboard, she had her eyes closed, looking drained and weary.

Meanwhile, Jasper stood silently on one side and occasionally glanced at the watch on his wrist.

It was almost time.

Two coughs sounded, some rustling, then heavy footsteps approached.

“Hahaha! Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Kron. Sure enough, now that we finally meet, I can see you’re no ordinary person indeed.”

No one walked through the door. Instead, a big, protruding belly first came into view, then a fierce-looking face wearing a sinister smile.

After Channing heard that remark, his lips twitched. He had no idea what to say in response. “I can’t compare to you, Mr. Wendell. You’re truly… just like everything I’ve heard about you. You’re known far and wide.”

In truth, the fat man before him was nothing like the intelligent Mr. Wendell in the rumors.

The man walked over and extended a hand politely. “Hamish Wendell.”

At that moment, there was a knock on the wooden door.

is it?” Channing’s guard

stood up and explained in a light tone, “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Wendell has set up an ambush nearby to prevent anything from interrupting the trade-off. That’s

solemnly, “I see you’re a man of action, Mr. Wendell. What sort of ambush

a look out of the corner of

the foot of the mountain and

thinking that they could all meet their end that day

clock’s second hand ticked away steadily, moving to point

ten o’clock sharp, they heard the sound of a car engine outside, followed by a deep, firm voice saying, “The thirty billion is inside the car. I’ve delivered it on the dot. The documents for my resignation from

of the wooden cabin and surveyed his

there was no

in his eyes. “Did you hear that? Your husband is

to touch Gwendolyn, Jasper grabbed him by his wrist and interrupted, “Mr.

her eyes tightly shut. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Pushing Jasper away, he pulled her up forcefully. “Playing dead, are you? Come

together as he spoke and dragged her out of

has become after being kidnapped for a few days. How can she be worthy of you? Why don’t you give

gazed at Gwendolyn from afar. She looked weak and fragile, almost like a piece of paper pinched

said was untrue, his eyes reddened. It concealed the terrifyingly cold and hard look

what you’re talking about. I’ve brought what you wanted, so return her to

focus was solely on Gwendolyn’s frail figure. He

Hamish replied, “Sure. I can give her to you. However, since

Cedrick replied

Cedrick’s feet. “Rumor has it that you’re quite skilled,

bring yourself to do it? As long as I see you bleed, I’ll let your wife walk

picked up the dagger, and

wife as much as your own life, but it appears that’s not the case. As it turns out, you don’t think her life is as important as yours.” Hamish looked disdainful. He

across his face. It seemed as though he was wondering where to

dagger at his wrist resolutely and drew it across his skin. Soon, droplets of blood began to