Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

This meant that the money would not be given away just like that; it would be fully recovered eventually. They would only be temporarily keeping the money in their pockets for now.

Indeed, it was heart-wrenching.

The group of police officers, who had been indulging in fantasies of being showered with Gwendolyn’s money, instantly snapped out of their daydreams.

What a ruthless woman. We cannot afford to mess with her!

Shirley had intended to demand an exorbitant price for the Fruit of Prosperity from Gwendolyn. However, at this moment, she was utterly drained and couldn’t even recollect this matter.

Once she was done, Gwendolyn stretched out her hand and massaged her shoulder lazily.

Maverick noticed her movements and quickly stepped forward, carefully massaging her shoulders and neck with his slender hands.

Gwendolyn didn’t refuse and enjoyed his service as she turned her head to look at Charles and Matthew.

“Mr. Newton, Mr. Scott, the money has been paid. Can we leave now?”

Gwendolyn referred to him as “Mr. Newton” but not Charles.

Matthew didn’t hear Charles’ response and unconsciously shot him a glance.

He noticed that Charles was staring at Maverick giving Gwendolyn a shoulder massage, his pupils deep and focused, without uttering a word.

Matthew could only answer himself, “Yes, you and Mr. Wright are free to leave whenever you desire.”

Having received their permission, Gwendolyn left without looking back, with Maverick following closely behind her. The bodyguards also began to move after them.

That scene resembled a massive troop on the move.

As soon as they stepped out of the interrogation room, Shirley was heard shouting from behind. “Call an ambulance! Hurry!”

Samantha had passed out from the pain.

Gwendolyn curled her lips contentedly and walked away briskly.

After coming out of the police station, Gwendolyn dismissed the large group of bodyguards, leaving only William and Nico behind.

military coat, emerged from the police station. His captivating voice rang out. “Gwendolyn, it has been many years since we last met. How about having lunch

Gwendolyn could answer, Maverick furrowed his brows, his dark eyes filled with gloom, and said, “She’s not

an annoyed glance

transformed into an aggrieved one

long eyelashes quivered

complexion gave him the appearance of a pitiful little child longing for someone to care for

he quietly rolled up his sleeves, revealing the swollen blood marks on his wrist. “Gwendolyn, I want to go back to the villa. How about I make

changing his expressions, so he was no longer surprised

witnessed his own boss acting like this. He was

well as he sized up

who was the center of attention, was also

b*stard, are you trying to

Her eyes curved with a smile

slightly when he saw that. Delighted, he lowered his head and brought his face closer instinctively, anticipating her

she touched his cheek, her smile froze and her

giving him a stern lesson. “Another act again? How is it that you are so shameless? Seems like you need my help to

didn’t dodge from her grasp. He allowed her

wore a

drawing

lips tightly together, his deep blue orbs growing

the onlookers, Gwendolyn finally let

and realizing that his hope of being caressed by Gwendolyn was crushed, Maverick,

his original complexion was already pale enough, the pinched red spot on

Gwendolyn, accusing

looking at Maverick, she glanced at Nico

she headed

smile when he saw her walking toward him. “Let’s go. What would you like to eat? I’ll have someone make

chest, making it difficult for him to breathe. He even experienced a sense of dizziness. Whether it was his face, wrists, or heart, his entire body seemed to be

“If you insist on having a meal

his expression clearly

glared at him coldly. “Since you insist on continuing

Maverick was left speechless.

was so pale that it was almost