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?”

her head

off now that

Yet, she

abandoned house, making it impossible to see Stella’s expression on her

Natasha was annoyed. “Don’t you understand what

it to Natasha. “This is that woman’s phone. Someone called

got it.” Natasha then took

after Stella left and looked at the

Natasha’s eyes

this number even though

never took the initiative to see me, not even once. He has never prioritized

got more infuriated the more she thought about it. The anger and viciousness

and wanted to smash it

she stopped in her

idea suddenly flashed through

the home screen of Gwendolyn’s

so

the abandoned house as she swore to teach Gwendolyn a lesson

her hand and pushed open the door at that thought. The house was pitch black, with no

Stella leave behind a kerosene lamp after she brought Gwendolyn

in suspiciously, and the thick dust in the house

too dark to see

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to panic and wanted to go out to ask for

was slammed shut

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rushed to the door. With all her strength, she banged

was dead silent outside the door

to stay calm. Then, she turned around and tentatively yelled, “Gwendolyn? Are you

she cried, there was no

the only one in the house, Natasha was on the verge

for Eloise, so why would she help Gwendolyn harm me? Did

“No! That’s impossible.”

with her hands and squatted on the ground, making herself as small

darkness brought her

footsteps could be heard

and banged on it.

sudden, the door

backlight, followed by a second, third,

were the men she hired to

dashed toward the door for the light but was unfortunately stopped by the

lead.