Wooing My Ex-Wife

“Boss’ orders are that no one is allowed to approach except for the man himself,” said Jasper, the leader of Team Nine, who was tasked with protecting Gwendolyn at the villa.

He swiftly moved in, blocking the way of the group and giving Quintrell, the other party’s leader, a cold and stern look.

Cedrick had entrusted Gwendolyn’s safety entirely to Jasper while he was away. Being in such a precarious situation, Jasper had to remain vigilant at all times.

Quintrell, about to touch the door, paused mid-motion and slowly retracted his hand, tucking it into his pocket.

Glancing at the imposing figure in front of him, Quintrell turned to Channing, his displeasure evident on his face. “Mr. Kron, the house rules you have here are quite interesting. How dare a mere watchdog like him act so arrogantly?”

Channing chuckled, dismissing his comment. “Sorry, but my people only follow the rules and don’t really pay attention to who they’re talking to. Besides… You haven’t forgotten what I said earlier, have you?”

The languid expression on Channing’s face faded, and he warned Quintrell, “If your memory is failing you, I won’t mind reminding you whose territory you’re treading upon. I believe that like me, Mr. Wendell won’t like those who don’t follow the rules, especially disobedient watchdogs.”

The atmosphere grew cold.

Quintrell’s plan to breach the room was busted. His gaze gradually sharpened in frustration behind his sunglasses, and his fist clenched within the recesses of his pocket.

Unyielding, Jasper held his ground, blocking their path. Meanwhile, Channing subtly exerted pressure from the side, effectively thwarting any of the opponent’s attempts to advance.

Aware of the true purpose behind his visit, Quintrell had no choice but to alter his strategy.

A sudden smile adorned his countenance as he put on a facade of humility. “I beg your pardon, Mr. Kron. I too am here to fulfill Mr. Wendell’s task. If I’ve offended you in any manner, please find it in your heart to forgive me.”

Channing, consumed by his concern for Gwendolyn’s safety, had no time to engage in a heated argument.

Thoughts of Cedrick’s foreboding warning echoed in his mind, sending shivers down his spine.

With haste, he waved his hand dismissively. “Well, you’ve already laid eyes upon her, and she’s indeed Cedrick’s wife. Being acquainted with the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s methods, you should understand that no harm can come to her while she’s under my control. Kidnapping her is just for the sake of getting what I want. Go back and tell Mr. Wendell to come here personally if he wishes to collaborate with me, and he should dismiss any other inappropriate notions from his mind.”

Channing swiftly dismissed them. Quintrell, being a bodyguard under Mr. Wendell’s employment, was left with no choice but to leave.

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forest, concealed like dormant beasts amidst the shadows, several black SUVs which were

on the unfolding situation. His face was barely illuminated by the

an abrupt command. “Investigate them, especially the one who led the way. He’s

clearly different from his usual tone. Neville responded with caution, “Boss, I don’t think so. These individuals are crafty and unlikely to expose themselves so readily. Moreover, there are only two or

gaze deepened as he said flatly, “Do

to himself, despite their remote position and obscured view, he felt an uncanny familiarity emanating from

such a commanding presence that Neville couldn’t help but yield. He

toward them earlier, they definitely are up to something, and my intuition tells me it might be related to Mrs. Jenson. What

but he hesitated and

as cold as ice, and his voice gradually lowered as he said, “Let’s wait for Jasper’s

coldly and continued, “Even if Channing harbors such thoughts, he doesn’t have the capability yet. Moreover,

the serene forest, the air hung

off-road vehicles stood parked in an open expanse. They were manned by a cadre of bodyguards who were all clad in black suits, their presence an embodiment of silent

approaching, they bowed in unison and spoke simultaneously in reverence. “Mr.

eyes that were deep and captivating. A sculpted nose graced his countenance, and his features were as sharp

the villa, an atmosphere of gloom and dampness hung in

the confines of

had restrained her. His

technique commonly employed by criminal organizations. These knots were designed to be secure

in place for some time, leaving faint red marks on Gwendolyn’s fair and delicate

to exercise even greater care and tenderness

over and was left speechless when he saw the situation. Beads of sweat raced down his forehead. “U-Uh,

that not a single hair of Gwendolyn’s should be harmed. Who would have thought that his subordinates would tie her

he ordered his subordinates to bring the medical kit. Even if there were just a few slight red marks, they

a piercing glare and said, “Mr. Kron, although Mrs. Jenson willingly took risks by staying in this den of yours

was already at a loss. On hearing this, he became even more flustered.