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.

pulled out a knife and forcefully stabbed it into the floor between Quinton’s legs, stopping just

constricted

and he might have to spend the rest of his

What a ruthless person!

Nico sneered. “Can you please

Quinton nodded his

of thanking him, Mr. Harris locked him up and left him to suffer from a high fever. Isn’t that

he wanted

and you two work for Mr. Harris,

barely perceive the

have to let our subordinates each throw a few punches to let off some steam, and then we’ll let you

steam? They’re going to use us

not escape, William said, “Don’t hit

smiled. “Sure, as you

it would be even more difficult to explain the situation to Gwendolyn if she

about this, so don’t snitch and let him take the blame.

Maverick was running a high fever while he was locked up. Without hesitation, he said, “Okay,

turned to leave the basement. Soon after, a

the hospital for two days,

thing she did was to meet the two assassins Treyton

with a touch

locked in the basement of Treyton’s mansion and tied to chairs with iron chains. Their faces and bodies were covered in wounds, indicating they had been tortured several times before. Their mouths were slightly open and stuffed with cloth strips to prevent them from biting their

she sat down just three meters away from the two

was

you. The only man who answered my question

gaze was icy cold, and

had always been

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

was incredibly

nickname and glanced at her subconsciously, almost getting sucked into

What a vixen!

away and

were stringent. If one were to leak a secret, they would only face a more miserable death. By gritting their teeth and staying silent, they might be able to

you not going to say it? Gwendolyn pursed her lips and instructed the people beside her, “Let them

Shalders, they haven’t confessed anything yet.

not seem to be

bewildered as they were blindfolded with

they left, Treyton came in and asked, “Kiddo, what’s going

a few people to trail them. If someone tries

directly, the other party would definitely think that the two of them had already leaked the secret. Adhering to the principle of “better to kill by mistake than to let go,” the other

easier it was for them to expose their weaknesses. It would be advantageous for her to investigate

he immediately understood her intentions. Without hesitation, he set out to get things