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.

it?” Channing’s

a light tone, “Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Wendell has set up

see you’re a

of his eye. I hope Mr. Jenson hears this

ambushes at the foot of the mountain

meet

second hand ticked away steadily, moving to

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 the Federal Bureau of Investigation have also been prepared and will

stood in front of the wooden cabin

buzzing and birds chirping while on the mountain. However, he noticed there was no other sound at all when he spoke. That could only mean that there were many people

his eyes. “Did you hear that? Your husband is here. Do you think he’d like to see

by

impatiently and was about to fly into a temper when he inadvertently caught sight of Gwendolyn with her eyes tightly shut. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly.

Gwendolyn’s wrists together as he spoke and dragged her

kidnapped for a few days. How can she

like a piece of paper pinched between Hamish’s fingers. A pang shot

knew what Hamish said was untrue, his eyes reddened. It concealed the terrifyingly cold

talking about. I’ve brought what you wanted, so return her to me now,” he uttered, practically squeezing the

everything that was going on around him, his focus was solely on Gwendolyn’s frail figure. He seemed worried she

an amiable expression, Hamish replied, “Sure. I can give her to you. However, since we’ve had the chance

replied without

his right hand and tossed a dagger at Cedrick’s feet. “Rumor has it that you’re quite skilled, and nobody has ever

it? As long as I see

slowly picked up the dagger,

that you love your 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

etched across his face. It seemed as though

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