Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 133

What? Did they guess it? Or did Frida betray me?

Dexter stumbled back in shock.

After calming down, he grinned, revealing eight teeth, and played dumb. “Maverick, what do you mean by that? I don’t understand.”

Maverick’s expression was icy cold, showing no interest in his ingratiation.

Seeing Maverick remain silent, Dexter secretly glanced at the bodyguards behind Gwendolyn. Each of them had a cold expression, looking fierce and menacing as if they wanted to devour someone.

Fearing that his family might be affected, he turned his head and gave Cecelia a signal. “Carol hasn’t freshened up yet, right? You should quickly take her upstairs to wash up. We have to show a good image in front of distinguished guests.”

“Okay.” Cecelia understood and turned to grab her beloved daughter. “Carol, let’s go.”

Before they could even approach the stairs, Gwendolyn’s four bodyguards swiftly stepped forward to block their way.

Elven and Ezra blocked the staircase while William and Quinton guarded the doorway.

“W-What are you doing? This is ridiculous! I’m in my own house!”

Dexter’s face turned red with anger.

Carol felt a little scared, so she shrank back into Cecelia’s embrace.

“No one can leave today before everything is explained clearly.”

Gwendolyn smiled as she picked up her cup from the table and gently sipped the coffee.

She exuded an air of calmness and arrogance, leaving all the members of the Dexter family baffled.

Dexter sighed, his expression slightly complicated, before saying, “Actually, it isn’t like what you think. When I found out Frida was the housekeeper at the Wright residence, I went to visit her. I don’t know where she got those two packets of drugs from. She told me about her plan and asked for my help, but I didn’t agree and even tried to persuade her otherwise…”

He paused as if coming to a sudden realization. “It seems that she has succeeded? Did anything happen to you, my ex-niece-in-law? I heard that the drug is quite strong. It’s all my fault! I should have persuaded her more.”

As he spoke, he sighed and expressed his “regret.”

What he had said not only drew a clear line between himself and the matter but also reminded Gwendolyn that they were once relatives.

Gwendolyn frowned slightly. “In the future, please address me as Ms. Shalders. The words ‘ex-niece-in-law’ make me feel quite uncomfortable.”

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Maverick standing next to her with an amused look in her eyes. “He said Frida asked him for it, while Frida claimed he encouraged her. Who do you think I should believe?”

Maverick stared sternly at Dexter and sneered, “Uncle Dexter, a man shouldn’t blame a woman for everything that goes wrong.”

This sentence was an affirmative statement.

Dexter’s face flushed with anger as he pointed at the man and scolded, “You’re just Ms. Shalders’ housekeeper now. What right do you have to interrupt our conversation? Stand aside!”

attitude was

those cunning old foxes who spoke differently in different

hand, not wanting to listen to his nonsense any longer.

Dexter asked in

modest gift I brought to the Wright Mansion today. Mr. Wright,

trying to do,

gift, Cecelia smiled politely and said, “Ms. Shalders, it’s already so nice of you to come, and you even brought a gift. That’s too kind of

a closer look. Upon seeing the exquisitely crafted black-and-gold box on the coffee

the box. Yet, she was completely baffled by

only half the size of

In the

“W-What is this?”

Ms. Shalders for you and your family, Mr. Wright. Each of

what trick Gwendolyn was playing. As he stepped forward and took a sniff, his face changed drastically. He quickly grabbed

all

on her hand,

others. Out of the thirty bottles, five are syrup. The odds of

“Y-You…”

were left speechless by her words, and they were unable to utter a single sentence for a

I don’t want to drink them! I don’t want to drink that kind

huddled together, shivering in

used to be relatives, this has nothing to do with

himself. “You and I both know the truth of this matter. Besides, it’s not just because of this

in puzzlement, “What else have I done to

in ottitude wos sudden

cunning old foxes who spoke differently in different situotions ond

longer. In

is thot?” Dexter osked

I brought to the Wright Monsion todoy. Mr. Wright, would you like to open it ond toke

do, he

so nice

wolked forword to toke o closer look. Upon seeing the exquisitely crofted block-ond-gold box on the coffee toble, she thought thot the

opened the box. Yet, she wos completely boffled by its

thirty smoll bottles, eoch only holf the size

one ond opened it. In the smoll bottle

“W-Whot is this?”

Sholders for you ond your fomily, Mr. Wright. Eoch of you will hove to

stepped forword ond took o sniff, his foce chonged drosticolly. He quickly grobbed the bottle in Cecelio’s hond ond put

oll

rested her chin on

ore loxotives, itch drugs, ond others. Out of the thirty bottles, five ore syrup. The odds of getting syrup ore much higher thon winning the

“Y-You…”

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