Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 182 A Fake Hug

As expected, the little meanie Gwendolyn was not so easy to deal with.

He shook his head and sighed inwardly, vowing to himself never to mess with this young domineering lady in the future.

On the other end of the call, Asher had no idea that he had been played by Gwendolyn. He said earnestly, “I heard from Treyton that you’ve been gathering evidence on the Lane family from Fairlake recently, so I took the liberty of looking into it for you since I have the time. I’ll have Treyton fax it to your office tomorrow.”

Gwendolyn chuckled to herself inwardly.

She thought that this timing was too convenient as Asher should not have had so much free time.

It seemed that this was premeditated, and Asher had deliberately waited for her to be punished before bringing up the matter.

So, is he using the carrot and stick method?

Although it was a bit unpleasant to think about, Gwendolyn remembered her promise to let Asher use her as a punching bag once for tricking him.

In her opinion, it was worth it.

There was also no reason not to accept the evidence that was going to be delivered straight to her hand.

Gwendolyn reluctantly agreed and showered Asher with a series of compliments before finally managing to end the call.

Since Maverick was in the hospital, it was quite late by the time Gwendolyn finished kneeling. She quickly tidied up a room and asked Treyton to make do with it for his stay at Bay Villa for a night.

The next morning, Gwendolyn went to work at Wright Construction Group as usual.

The evidence Asher had gathered was quickly sent to her via fax as promised. She gathered the papers and bound them together into a booklet before carefully reading through them.

As expected, Asher’s efficiency was truly impressive once he took action.

This evidence was detailed enough to put Samantha in prison for the rest of her life.

Tomorrow, she would bring justice to the Lane family.

She called Yulia for a meeting and was busy until the afternoon.

She thought of Maverick, who was still recovering in the hospital. She then made a call to William and instructed him to find a small item for her.

Gwendolyn packed up her things and headed back to Bay Villa first when it was time to get off work.

She saw Elven upon arriving at the villa entrance, which was not something she had expected.

She frowned and asked, “Why are you here instead of staying at the hospital?”

“Mr. Wright said he didn’t want to stay in the hospital, so he insisted

discharged from the

She had planned

injury has mostly healed since

to walk inside, Elven leaned in close to her and whispered, “Ms. Shalders, I think

so, huh?” Looks like Maverick is

indescribable look in her

nodded. “Mr. Wright went straight into his room as soon as he returned, and

“I see. Okay.”

expression on her face as she walked straight

room was closed, but

room. The bed was neatly made, showing

lounge chair by the window, dressed in a luxurious dark suit. He was admiring the sunset outside the floor-to-ceiling window in a leisurely and

was late autumn, the sunlight that fell upon one’s body would

that graced his handsome, perfect side profile only served to make his face appear even more divine

got closer, Gwendolyn noticed his thin lips were dark and chapped. His face was also extremely

flat. It will put pressure on the wound on your

was lost in the beauty of the sunset, so he did not notice Gwendolyn approaching him until she was right at

“You’re back.”

propped himself up, trying to stand. “I was so engrossed that I lost track of time. You must be hungry, right? I’ll

you’re not feeling well, I’ll

held his shoulder, guiding him to

and icy his entire body was as if

so cold? You don’t look well. Is the wound on your back still hurting

stopped hurting a while ago. I guess my hands and feet are cold because I’ve been lying down for too long, but I’m fine. I just

didn’t

his eyelashes trembling from time to time. She felt that he was

me take a look at your

to let go. “My injury is really not a big deal. It’s almost healed, and it’s wrapped in gauze anyway. Even

he had said was true

Gwendolyn reluctantly let go.

He quickly reached back

him, he curled the corner of his pale lips slightly, appearing somewhat languid. “It’s rare to see you

rolled her eyes at

Instead, she said with a serious expression, “You know I don’t like being indebted to

request will

his head, making eye contact with her, a faint glimmer flashing in his

emotional demands, I will try my best to fulfill everything else you ask for.

just laughed, for she knew very well that those were all he

have much

then. Just stand

and stood

and he sat up straight. Gathering his courage, he slipped his hands through her trench

was warm, while