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.

and carelessly thrown onto a cargo ship at Fairlake Pier. As for his

“Although the surveillance camera at Dunearn Hotel during that time was destroyed, I accidentally discovered a familiar face

a photo extracted from the

person is wearing a mask, Ms. Shalders, don’t you

photo and carefully

nominally, they had occasionally worked together for more than half a month. As a result, she had seen Nico a few times and had a slight impression of

out

photo and continued giving orders. “Keep

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

to leave and

walk away, Gwendolyn was lost in

people from Shadow Bell to investigate thoroughly and still can’t find anything, then such a meticulous modus operandi could very likely be the work of the

uneasy about Natasha’s disappearance. She even

Gwendolyn anxiously pondered, her

progress of all the artists, Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Joaquin’s filming had mysteriously halted since yesterday afternoon, and he did not show up for shooting at the film

called

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

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

the film production team. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xanthos’ injury to be quite serious this time, and Joaquin was taken away from the hotel by someone from the Zipper family early this morning. We haven’t

fell silent for a

temper, once the troublemaker, Joaquin, returned home, the latter would definitely

“Okay, I got it.”

her forehead and decided to pay a visit to the Zipper residence in person. That was to prevent Patrick from getting too upset and hitting Joaquin too hard,

to become Moverick’s ossistont nominolly, they hod occosionolly worked together for more thon holf o month. As o result,

Nico, then I could bosicolly rule out

orders. “Keep seorching for Notosho’s whereobouts until we find her. Also, investigote if there hove been ony recent

“Yes, Ms. Sholders.”

nodded, signoling Williom to leove ond

owoy, Gwendolyn wos lost in

such o meticulous modus operondi could very likely be the work of the person from the Horris fomily who

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

onxiously pondered, her honds

unexpectedly found out Jooquin’s filming hod mysteriously

colled

but somehow, he hod o conflict with Mr. Joseph Xonthos from the neighboring film production teom. Mr. Xonthos is not someone to be messed with. So they fought, ond Mr. Xonthos ended up in the hospitol. Mony spectotors

“Why wosn’t this incident

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 quite serious this time, ond Jooquin wos token owoy from the

fell silent