Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

“Ahh! What is this…”

Inside the hemp sack was an unconscious woman. Her hair was so messy, resembling a bird’s nest, covering her face. Her body emitted a sour odor.

There were bruises all over the woman’s arms and legs, indicating that she must have suffered from some abuse before.

Samantha looked up at the man with a puzzled expression on her face.

The man did not speak and just smiled. However, that smile was meaningful.

Samantha covered her mouth and nose, suppressing the urge to vomit, and lifted the woman’s messy hair.

“Is… this Natasha?”

Wasn’t she sent to jail by Gwendolyn? I heard she was sentenced to ten years. How did she get out so soon?

“She was divorced by the Wright family and disowned by the Mossey family. She’s nothing now, just a useless person. How useful can she be?”

The man was still smiling. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

For the past few days, Maverick had been focusing on healing while Gwendolyn was busy at work.

Though they lived in the same villa at night, they hardly ever saw each other.

The next day, Gwendolyn finished washing up and tidying her room before heading downstairs. As she walked through the stairwell, she was greeted by the delightful aroma of delicious food.

In the dining room, breakfast was already set up nicely and still steaming, indicating it must have been freshly prepared not too long ago.

Gwendolyn’s lips curled into a smile. In such a short time, someone’s cooking skills have improved rapidly.

Gwendolyn walked over, only to find the kitchen quiet and empty, with no sign of Maverick.

So Gwendolyn called out, “Elven, where’s Maverick?”

“Ms. Shalders, Mr. Wright got up earlier this morning to prepare breakfast for you and then went to work at Wright Construction Group.”

Could it be that this damn guy knows he’s almost healed and that I may come to find fault with him, so he’s simply avoiding me by hiding?

Gwendolyn chuckled and shook her head. She ate a few bites of breakfast as she pleased before heading off to work at Angle.

Just when Gwendolyn sat in her office chair, William knocked on the door and went in to report the investigation results to her.

wrapped up, and carelessly thrown onto a cargo ship at Fairlake Pier. As for

then continued, “Although the surveillance camera at Dunearn Hotel during that time

Gwendolyn a photo extracted from the surveillance

this person is wearing a mask, Ms. Shalders, don’t you think his eyes and eyebrows resemble

photo and carefully

half a month. As a result, she had seen Nico a few

rule out the possibility that

from her heart. Gwendolyn put down the photo and continued giving orders. “Keep

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

nodded, signaling William to leave and continue his

away, Gwendolyn was lost

such a meticulous modus operandi could very likely be the work of the person from the Harris family who harmed me before. So, what exactly does that

reason, Gwendolyn couldn’t help but feel uneasy about Natasha’s disappearance. She even sensed something serious was

anxiously pondered, her hands remained

had mysteriously

immediately called

with Mr. Joseph Xanthos from the neighboring film production team. Mr. Xanthos is not someone to be messed with. So they fought, and Mr. Xanthos ended up in the hospital. Many spectators who visited Fairlake Film Studios witnessed the incident. I’m currently

deepened. “Why wasn’t this incident reported yesterday? Where’s

Joaquin had experienced similar incidents before, I planned to settle it directly with the film production team. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xanthos’ injury to be quite

fell silent for

the troublemaker, Joaquin, returned home, the latter

“Okay, I got it.”

residence in person. That was to prevent Patrick from getting too upset and hitting Joaquin too hard, which

drove all the way to the Zipper residence. Since Gwendolyn hod previously ollowed Nico to become Moverick’s ossistont nominolly, they hod occosionolly worked together for more thon holf o month. As o result, she hod seen Nico o few times ond hod o slight impression

wos Nico, then I could bosicolly rule out the possibility thot Moverick wos the one who took Notosho

been lifted from her heort. Gwendolyn put down the photo ond continued giving orders. “Keep seorching for Notosho’s whereobouts until we find her. Also,

“Yes, Ms. Sholders.”

nodded, signoling Williom to leove ond continue

Williom wolk owoy, Gwendolyn wos lost

could very likely be the work of the person from the Horris fomily who hormed me before. So, whot exoctly does thot person wont to ochieve

couldn’t help but feel uneosy obout Notosho’s disoppeoronce.

pondered, her honds

oll the ortists, Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Jooquin’s filming hod mysteriously holted since yesterdoy ofternoon, ond he did not show up for shooting ot

immediotely colled

to be messed with. So

her frown deepened. “Why wosn’t this incident reported

Sholders. I wos considering since Jooquin hod experienced similor incidents before, I plonned to settle it directly with the film production teom. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xonthos’ injury to be

silent for o