Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 192 You Are Unworthy Of Her

Upon seeing someone faint, the man wearing a ghost mask finally removed it.

Under the moonlight, the man’s dark gaze was cold and unfathomable, filled with icy bloodlust as he looked at Charles.

Nico stepped forward and asked, “Boss, how should we handle this?”

“Tie up these two subordinates and throw them in the car. As for Charles…”

Maverick’s voice suddenly stopped, and he narrowed his eyes. His expression was fierce. “Hang him up and take him to the cabin that is ready. Gwendolyn will be here in about ten minutes. Before she arrives, let’s interrogate him first.”

“Understood.”

Charles was abruptly awakened by a splash of cold water.

When he woke up, he found his hands tied behind his back and suspended from a broken beam in the dilapidated house. His feet barely touched the ground, and he had to stand on his tiptoes to maintain his balance.

That position was extremely tiring, especially as the arms became unbearably sore. If he was being suspended for an hour, the arms could ache to the point of dislocation, and the armpits would bruise and become swollen.

He let out a soft chuckle.

That torturous method was clearly a tactic commonly used by the military.

“What are you laughing at?”

A deliberately lowered, deep male voice rang out from nearby.

Charles glanced over.

It was the man with the ghost mask he had seen before he fainted. The man was leisurely and elegantly leaning against a wooden pillar.

Charles’ deep blue eyes showed not the slightest hint of panic. His face was still carrying a smile.

“I’m not sure what I did to offend the Federal Bureau of Investigation. You’re setting me up to arrest me.”

The masked man approached him and said, “Recently, a labeled sample of S404 RNA Virus has gone missing from the lab. I checked the records, and you were in the lab half a month ago.”

Charles was indignant. “I’m not the only one who visited the lab, so why do you suspect that I took it?”

“Because on the day you invited Gwendolyn to Realm Bar, someone just happened to use that potion to hurt us, and you dare to say this has nothing to do with you?”

slightly. “How

removed the silver mask from his face, revealing Maverick’s handsome yet

you have this mask? I can’t believe it. How could the head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation possibly be

even had someone investigate him. Maverick’s profile was too clean, which made him suspicious that there

However…

man was not simple, there was no way he

eyes narrowed as he

seems that you didn’t steal this potion because you tracked me down, but to harm Gwendolyn. You pretend to love her so much, yet you’re cruel enough to want to use the

I

refused

at Maverick. “You’re deliberately using the name of the Federal Bureau of Investigation to get information from me? Do you think I’d believe you?

cold, but he did

I just happened to fall into the trap you and Gwendolyn set. Do you really think you can keep me here for long? Tomorrow, my people will notice my disappearance. Kidnapping and assaulting the

“Oh?”

slight smirk, Maverick responded nonchalantly, “Well, give it a try and see if any of your men will come to rescue you

indifference on the man’s face, which did not seem to be feigned,

pure silver by a skilled artisan exclusively. With its intricate design process, unique patterns, and unparalleled craftsmanship, there was only

that, he began to

the door, Nico knocked softly and said, “Boss, it’s been five minutes. Ms.

“All right.”

got this potion half a month ago, but you only came to Fairlake a week ago. There must be someone behind this, conspiring with you and encouraging

looked down at the ground, smiling

grabbed him by the hair, forcing him

know very well the methods the Federal Bureau of Investigation uses to deal with stubborn

words. Veins bulged on his forehead as he gritted

“How dare you!”

wouldn’t I dare? You already know who I am. Considering what you’ve done this time, do you really think you can

speaking, his gaze grew increasingly fierce and filled

looked into his eyes, and after a brief two-second pause, he burst into laughter. “You’re not the young

head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation could merely

did not

to Gwendolyn, but she probably doesn’t even know your identity. Don’t

hand that was clenching Charles’

his scalp was about to be torn off. His expression showed slight pain,

know that it wasn’t sulfuric acid that day, you should be well aware

grip on the

turning into a deep shade

ground, but those deep blue eyes remained

be long-term side effects. Eventually, you’ll become