Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Maverick’s voice had gone hoarse, and he did not feel like talking. He turned over and continued to sleep.

When he rushed over last night, he happened to hear Gwendolyn’s shout and watched helplessly as she jumped into the river.

That feeling of his heart pounding away uncontrollably was so unbearably suffocating.

Just thinking about it made his heart ache.

He would never let this happen again.

Nico noticed he was being ignored and knew he simply could not get through to Maverick.

After so many years of working for Maverick, this was the first time Nico had seen him going all out for someone.

Boss, please take a good rest. If you need anything, just call me. Don’t force yourself.

Nico sighed helplessly, poured Maverick a cup of warm water, and placed it on the bedside table. Then, he turned around, left the room, and gently closed the door behind him.

Maverick was still feverish, and his mind was already groggy. He quickly fell back asleep.

The villa was silent and pitch-black in the dead of night.

Nico made his way down to the basement, his face gloomy.

Neville and a few other subordinates were guarding the basement door.

William and Quinton had been awake for quite some time. They were extremely furious about being locked up and kept banging on the door while shouting.

Neville saw Nico approaching and walked up. “How’s it going? Is the boss feeling better now?”

Nico nodded.

Neville breathed a sigh of relief. He gritted his teeth and continued, “Can we just get rid of these two? They’ve been cursing non-stop since they woke up. I don’t think I can hold it in any longer!”

Nico’s expression was grim, too. Although he could do nothing to Treyton, at least he could vent his anger on the two lackeys of the Harris family.

After all, it did not matter as long as their lives were spared.

Open the door. Let me in.

The basement door swung open. William and Quinton tried to make a run for it the moment they had the chance. However, they did not get far before they were caught, tied up, and thrown back onto the floor.

Just as Quinton was about to make a scene, his mouth was stuffed with a cloth.

Since William had reluctantly spoken up for Maverick before, Nico appreciated his favor and did not forcefully silence him.

Moreover, William himself was much quieter than Quinton, who acted like an aggressive monkey.

out a knife and

pupils constricted with

have to

What a ruthless person!

anger fade away, Nico sneered. “Can you please

Quinton nodded his head

instead of thanking him, Mr. Harris locked him up and left him to suffer from a high fever. Isn’t that a bit too much? This really made us

Quinton did not know what he wanted to do,

Harris family pays you, and you two work for Mr. Harris, you should also accept this

perceive the

to let our subordinates each throw a few punches to let off some steam,

going to use us

not escape, William said, “Don’t

“Sure, as

were badly bruised, it would be even more difficult to explain the situation to Gwendolyn if

against the door. He added, “Mr. Wright doesn’t know about this, so don’t snitch and let him take the blame.

bit guilty when he found out Maverick was running a high fever while he was locked up. Without

word and turned to leave the basement. Soon after, a

lying in the hospital for two days, Gwendolyn was

meet

black trench coat with a red velvet long skirt. Paired with a touch of red lipstick, she looked dashing and charming, exuding an

with iron chains. Their faces and bodies were covered in wounds, indicating they had been tortured several times before. Their mouths

a chair for Gwendolyn, and she sat down

face of one of the assassins, she was slightly taken aback,

only man who answered my

was icy cold, and he turned his

had always been very

her cheek on one hand, her face beaming with an enchanting smile. “Hey, Handsome. Others may not know the inside story, but you definitely do. If you share the secret with me, I can persuade them to let you go and even give you money to live

was

her subconsciously, almost getting sucked into

What a vixen!

head away and closed his eyes, ignoring

they would only face a more miserable death. By gritting

to say it? Gwendolyn pursed her lips and instructed the people beside her, “Let them

Shalders, they haven’t confessed anything yet. Should

nodded. She did not

bewildered as they were blindfolded with

came in and asked, “Kiddo, what’s

few people to trail them. If someone tries to silence them,

other party would definitely think that the two of them had already leaked the secret. Adhering to the principle of “better

the easier it was for them to

immediately understood her