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.

look in his eyes, Nico pulled out a knife and forcefully stabbed it into the floor between Quinton’s

pupils constricted

little closer, and he might have to spend the

What a ruthless person!

anger fade away, Nico sneered. “Can you please listen

remained silent while Quinton nodded his head

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

not know what he

pays you, and you two work

perceive the

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

They’re going to use us

could not escape, William said, “Don’t

“Sure,

be even more difficult to

leaned against the door. He added, “Mr. Wright doesn’t know about this, so

fever while he was locked up. Without hesitation, he said, “Okay, but… can you

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

in the hospital for two days, Gwendolyn

did was to meet the

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

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

and she sat down just three meters away from

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

you. The only man who

icy cold, and he turned his face

always

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 a carefree

was incredibly

glanced at her subconsciously, almost getting sucked into her innocent, harmless, glistening

What a vixen!

he turned his head away and closed

a more miserable death. By gritting their teeth and staying silent, they might be

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

Shalders, they haven’t confessed anything yet. Should we

did not seem to be

with a black cloth and led out

Treyton came in and

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

they were released 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 party

there, the easier it was for them to expose

he immediately understood her intentions. Without hesitation, he set out