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?”

to stay in the hospital, so he insisted that Dr. Xenakis re-examine him and

discharged from

moment. She had planned to visit Maverick

that his injury has mostly healed since he can be discharged from

leaned in close to her and whispered, “Ms. Shalders, I think there’s

Looks like Maverick

an indescribable

straight into his room as soon as he

“I see. Okay.”

walked straight

room was closed, but it

and entered the room. The bed was neatly made, showing no signs of anyone having laid on

the 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 relaxed demeanor, his eyes cool and

the sunlight that fell upon one’s

his handsome, perfect side profile only served to make his face appear

thin lips were dark and chapped. His face was also extremely pale,

pressure on the wound on your

sunset, so he did not notice Gwendolyn approaching him until she was right

“You’re back.”

was so engrossed that I lost track

well, I’ll let you take a

held his shoulder, guiding him

touching him, she realized how cold and icy his entire body was

her brows. “Why are you so cold? You don’t look well. Is the wound on your

I’ve been lying down for too long, but I’m fine. I just need to rest for a couple of days, and I’ll

didn’t believe

his eyelashes trembling from time to time. She

look at your injury,”

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

said was true

Gwendolyn reluctantly let go.

lost support and staggered slightly. He quickly reached back to support himself

lips slightly, appearing somewhat languid. “It’s rare to

her

her this time, she didn’t ridicule or mock him. Instead, she said with a serious expression, “You know I don’t like being indebted to others. Since

Any request

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

try my best to fulfill everything else you ask for. Just

very well that those were all he

I don’t have much time left

Just stand there and don’t

nodded and

removed his hand from the lounge chair, and he sat up straight. Gathering his courage, he slipped his hands through her trench coat, tightly encircling

while his was