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.

Channing’s

“Oh, I forgot to tell you that Mr. Wendell has set up an ambush nearby to prevent anything from interrupting the

Channing’s face froze, and he asked solemnly, “I see you’re a man of action, Mr.

he spoke, he shot Jasper a look out of the corner of his eye. I

much. I’ve set up ambushes at the foot of the mountain and at the

they could all meet their end that day if they were

ticked away steadily, moving to point toward the top of the

“The thirty billion is inside the car. I’ve delivered it on the dot. The documents for my

of the wooden cabin

sound of insects buzzing and birds chirping while on the mountain. However, he noticed there was no other sound at all when he spoke. That could only

look in his eyes. “Did

Jasper grabbed him by his wrist and interrupted, “Mr. Wendell,

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

wrists together as he spoke and

said, “Look at your wife, Cedrick! Look at how filthy she has become after being kidnapped for a few days. How can she be worthy of you? Why

fragile, almost like a piece of paper

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

I’ve brought what you wanted, so return her to me

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

you. However, since we’ve had the

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 been able to get as much as a scratch

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

picked up the dagger, and unsheathed it.

as your own life, but it appears that’s not the case. As it turns out, you don’t think

face. It seemed as though he was wondering

dagger at his wrist resolutely and drew it across his skin. Soon, droplets