Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 669

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

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

on Channing’s face froze, and he asked solemnly, “I see you’re a man of action, Mr. Wendell. What sort of ambush is

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

“Nothing much. I’ve set up ambushes at the foot

thinking that they could all meet

away steadily, moving to point toward the top

car. I’ve delivered it on the dot. The

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

a greedy look in his eyes. “Did you hear that?

grabbed him by his wrist and interrupted, “Mr.

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

tying Gwendolyn’s wrists together as he spoke and dragged her out

has become after being kidnapped for a few days. How can she

weak and fragile, almost like a piece of paper pinched between Hamish’s fingers. A pang

was untrue, his eyes reddened.

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

focus was solely on Gwendolyn’s

replied, “Sure. I can give her to you.

replied without

you’re quite skilled, and

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

slowly picked up the dagger, and

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

at the sharp dagger, determination etched across his face. It

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

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