Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 50 A Taste of Her Own Medicine.

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Natasha felt uneasy and quickly changed into dark-colored clothing at that thought. Then, she went out and hailed a taxi after putting on a mask.

On the other hand, Maverick walked out of the bathroom after a shower. The video of Gwendolyn dancing to “Lover” kept lingering in his mind.

He felt slightly frustrated and thought he wouldn’t have helped her if he had known it would be so tiring.

While lying on his bed, Gwendolyn filled his thoughts, especially her clear and strong-willed eyes. It left an indelible impression on him.

Also, he felt she looked somewhat familiar.

Maverick thought of something and gave Gwendolyn a call after much deliberation.

He wanted to clarify something.

However, Gwendolyn didn’t pick up the first call.

When the second call was dialed, he received a voice message that said the phone was not in service.

Does she hate me so much?

Annoyed and frustrated, Maverick tossed his phone aside and went to sleep.

Meanwhile, Natasha took a taxi and arrived at an abandoned hut in the suburban area.

There, Stella stood outside waiting for her.

Natasha was taken aback after she saw the injuries on Stella’s face and body after she approached the latter.

“What happened? How did you get injured?”

Lowering her head, no expression could be detected on Stella’s face. “On the way here, that woman resisted desperately, so there was a minor car accident. Also, I made a mistake with the dosage for the injection. She-”

“I’ll take a look inside.”

Stella stopped her. “Is Ms. Ferguson aware that you came alone tonight?”

Displeased, Natasha’s expression immediately darkened.

Eloise had always bossed Natasha around because she had a higher social status than the latter. Now that Eloise had gone back to Salinsburgh, Natasha found it ridiculous the people working for the former still tried to keep her in check.

Eloise and I are working together. I’m not her subordinate Why do I have to report everything to her?

Natasha’s anger surged the more she thought about it. Glaring at Stella, she said, “She brought you here to work for her. Now that she’s not in Fairlake, you only need to follow my orders. Do you

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understand?”

dropped her head

that your

Stella answered. Yet, she merely stood

a flickering kerosene lamp outside the abandoned house, making

still like a pillar, Natasha was annoyed. “Don’t

pocket and handed it to Natasha. “This is that woman’s phone. Someone called her earlier, but I was scared it would affect your plan, so I

got it.” Natasha then took over the

screen after Stella left and looked at the

a glance, Natasha’s eyes

number even though

initiative to see me, not even once. He has never prioritized me. Why? I’m his fiancée, and this woman is just the third

thought about it. The anger and viciousness

phone and wanted to

she stopped in her

great idea suddenly flashed through her

screen of Gwendolyn’s phone and sent a

furious, so she stepped on it with her high heels and stopped after the phone

the abandoned house as she

open the door at that thought. The house was

Stella leave behind a kerosene lamp

two steps in suspiciously, and the thick dust in

was too dark to

Taste of

started to panic and wanted to go out to ask

door was slammed shut

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followed the sound and rushed to the door. With all her strength, she banged on it.

to her dismay, it was dead silent outside the door to the

Natasha tried to stay calm. Then, she turned around and tentatively yelled,

hard she cried, there

the

why would

“No! That’s impossible.”

her hands and squatted on the ground, making herself as

darkness brought

then, footsteps could be

the door and

of a sudden, the

tall figure walked in against the backlight, followed by a second, third,

the men she

light but was unfortunately stopped

lead.