The Ex and Her Riches

“He led some men to the mountain to clear the mines, but strangely there was none. Only some old and useless bombs were dug up.”

Gwendolyn heaved a sigh of relief. “It seems that they were just trying to scare us with their words. When I heard it, I really thought he was going to drag us to hell with him…”

As she spoke, her eyes reddened. Her near-death encounter still sent a chill down her spine.

Cedrick empathized with her, knowing she was worried about his safety as well as those of his men. He patted her back gently to console her. “It’s okay. I know exactly how great are the soldiers from the Federal Bureau of Investigation. A trivial matter like this is just a piece of cake to them.”

Right then, they heard footsteps approaching and lifted their heads at once. It was Jasper. “Mr. Jenson, the transportation for the return trip has been arranged. When are we leaving?”

Gwendolyn was looking forward to going home after being away for so many days because Benedict was still in the hospital. Although Charles had been taking good care of Benedict day and night, Gwendolyn needed to see her baby in order to be assured that he was well. Otherwise, she could not put her mind at ease.

She had thought about Benedict, Zendaya, and Cedrick when she was locked up in the basement of Channing’s villa. She had drawn strength from her loved ones to help her survive those difficult times.

Now that I think about it, I bet the two little darlings must have missed me terribly too!

Cedrick caught a glance of her expression and instantly knew that she missed her children. He quickly instructed, “Do a round of headcount now, and we’ll leave immediately.”

He then hugged his wife and walked her out of the deserted house.

On the way back, there were four identical cars lining up in a straight line, dutifully monitoring the surroundings to ensure their safety.

It was not a short drive to travel from the suburb back to the city center. In addition, the journey was also very bumpy.

Gwendolyn looked out the window and stared at the unchanging landscape of the mountains. Soon, drowsiness set in, and she could not help but yawn.

Cedrick looked at Gwendolyn and noticed that her usually dazzling side profile now looked weary. He felt bad and pulled her into his arms. “Take a short nap, Darling,” he said while patting her.

Gwendolyn slowly closed her eyes and nestled in his arms. She felt so relieved as he hugged her waist. “You get some rest too.”

as soon as she said that. She

red from staying up for several nights, he dared not let his

the first half of the journey were bare mountain roads. It was

alert

confirm that Joe had made a narrow escape from the fire back then. He had since racked his brains to scheme and set up numerous obstacles for Cedrick. Although Joe did not kill anyone,

was unsure of Joe’s ulterior

was not the mastermind behind the milk powder contamination incident. However, it’s hard to fathom

was already evening by the time

was illuminated by the rays of the

Benedict right away. He was sleeping soundly, unaware of any of the recent

to his parents telepathically, Benedict opened his eyes upon sensing

the moment he

delight. Her gaze was fixated on the baby. She was totally fascinated by him and completely oblivious to the fact that someone next to her was staring at her

It was Charles.

couple of days, and she has lost quite a bit of weight. She

expression on Charles’ face. His face darkened, and he cleared his throat to express his

and continued staring at

and approached her, asking, “Gwen, what

followed Charles’ gaze and looked down, gently

I fell asleep in the car

cast a reproachful glance at the silent man standing by her side, but

“Mr. Jenson, you promised me you would take good care of her, but you

did not bother

at Benedict again. She sighed and said, “It’s just a small injury.

saw that she was hurt, his possessive alter-ego nearly got

has failed to protect you well and caused

moment, Gwendolyn recalled something. I think I got injured when I was locked up in Channing’s basement. The repeated movement of the coarse rope rubbing against my clothes has caused a friction burn and left a stabbing pain in my