Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 179 Act Like A Spoiled Child

Matthew quickly called for Gwendolyn.

In the surveillance footage, a man in a uniform was standing under the camera with his back facing the screen. Then, slowly, he extended his right hand and made a thumbs-down gesture.

Afterward, he left the police station with a self-confident swagger and completely disappeared from all the surveillance footage.

His attitude was so arrogant and provocative.

Matthew switched to a few more surveillance footage, but only his back was shown. He could barely see his face as the man had covered it with his hat and sunglasses. What they could tell was that the man got a tall and imposing figure.

The man not only had an arrogant manner, but he also seemed to be quite familiar with the surveillance equipment at the police station. Matthew wondered who he was conspiring with within the department.

He was boiling with rage. Gwendolyn, on the other hand, burst into laughter.

That person looked like the man she had encountered last night in the hallway of Realm Bar.

Indeed, she could see that his action was deliberately meant to mock her.

She swore that she would find the person and teach him a lesson.

Gwendolyn left the control room and headed straight for the exit.

She was no longer interested in Wilbert’s autopsy report. She left the police station with William and Quinton.

Ezra was waiting outside to greet her.

Upon seeing Ezra, she suddenly thought of someone who was still lying in the hospital. She asked, “What brings you here? How is Maverick doing?”

“Mr. Wright is doing pretty good. His wound was treated last night. It’s just a flesh wound, so there’s nothing to be worried about. Besides, Elven is watching over him, so don’t worry, Ms. Shalders. By the way, Justin just called. He said he’s going back to Bay Villa and he’ll wait for you there. He said he has something to report to you.”

Gwendolyn did not reply a single word. She headed straight passed him and got into the car.

Ezra was her driver today. “Ms. Shalders, should we head back to Bay Villa or go to see Mr. Wright?”

“Head to the hospital,” she answered him, then gave it some thought. “No. Go back to Bay Villa.”

Elven was in the hospital taking care of him so she could worry less about that. Besides, she had just visited him last night. The burn was not so severe, too, as the burn area was just the size of a palm.

Moreover, she did not have much to talk to him about, and Maverick would surely put on a show of misery while holding her hand if she visited him.

The car sped off and they headed toward Bay Villa.

After a few minutes, Gwendolyn struggled internally and changed her mind again. “Forget it. Let’s go to the hospital first.”

After all, Maverick had gotten hurt trying to protect her last night. It would be very heartless of her if she did not visit him even once.

Ezra turned the steering wheel, made a sharp U-turn, and sped off in the opposite direction.

Maverick was

appetite, so he deliberately ate very slowly

he took out his phone and

then, the hospital

only to find himself lost in a pair

and radiant face caught his eyes and caught him

whole being as if he had savored a piece

forgotten the taste of the oatmeal he was eating. He even felt

“Ms. Shalders, you’ve arrived.”

her and quickly brought

around and left before closing the door behind

sat down. Observing Maverick’s complexion, she frowned slightly and asked, “You said you were

feeling much better now. My face looks pale because my body is weak, but I’ll be

“Gwendolyn, you haven’t eaten yet, have you? I ordered an extra breakfast set made by the seven-star chef at Dunearn Hotel.

the breakfast, a sudden piercing and

spread throughout

on his face. He broke into a cold sweat, and his knuckles

right with him. She declined his offer and said, “I already

calm expression on his face. Silently, he

about what had happened that morning and asked tentatively, “I encountered something strange today. I was released from the

sparkled as she observed Maverick’s

seemingly listening very attentively, and was even a bit surprised.

who the head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation is. I cannot understand why they’re helping me, and whether it’s

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“Ms. Shelders?”