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

who had been sitting across from him, 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 just someone here to

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

of the corner of his

cackle from Hamish. “Nothing much. I’ve set up ambushes at the foot of the mountain and at the top. My subordinates have

could all meet their end that day if

hand ticked away steadily, moving to point

car. I’ve delivered it on the dot. The documents for my resignation from

the wooden cabin and

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

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

that his hand was about to touch Gwendolyn, Jasper grabbed him by his wrist and interrupted, “Mr. Wendell, we should get down to

Her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Pushing Jasper away,

tying Gwendolyn’s wrists together as

Look at how filthy she has become after being kidnapped for a few days. How can she be worthy of you? Why don’t you give her to my

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

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

brought what you wanted, so return her to me now,” he uttered, practically squeezing the words out

him, his focus was solely on Gwendolyn’s frail figure. He seemed worried she would

I can give her to you. However, since we’ve had the chance to meet today,

Cedrick replied without

to it just like that?” Instantly becoming excited, Hamish flicked his right hand and tossed a dagger at Cedrick’s feet. “Rumor has it that you’re quite skilled, and nobody has ever been able to get as much as a scratch on you. However, I think it’s possible

broke into maniacal laughter. “What’s wrong? You can’t bring yourself to do it? As long as I see you bleed, I’ll let

down, slowly picked up the dagger, and unsheathed it. The

Are you afraid? I heard that you love your wife as much as your own life, but it appears that’s not the case. As it turns

dagger, determination etched across his face. It seemed as

and drew it across his skin. Soon, droplets of blood began to fall onto