Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 202 Conversation Killer

It was Maverick’s voice.

Although Gwendolyn first heaved a sigh of relief, it was soon replaced by anger. “Why didn’t you answer the phone?”

The man’s tone was tinged with sleepiness and fatigue as he replied, “I was asleep. It’s already so late. Why haven’t you turned in? Did something happen?”

“Nothing. I couldn’t sleep.”

“Do you want me to keep you company?”

“Mm,” Gwendolyn responded softly. When she recalled the dream she had earlier, she reprimanded him sternly, “I’m reminding you again. You’re not allowed to go anywhere for two days. Also, keep your phone ringer volume at the highest! You must answer my calls no matter what!”

On the other end of the line, Maverick was silent for a moment before replying faintly, “Okay. Are you feeling sleepy now?”

“I’m not tired.”

“Shall I tell you a story?”

“Don’t.”

“Then, are you hungry? You can give me your address, and I’ll get something delivered to you.”

“I’m not hungry.”

Maverick was speechless. She’s truly a conversation killer. How am I supposed to keep the flow going?

Unable to sleep, Gwendolyn settled for Maverick telling her a story in the end.

Maverick regaled her with the jokes he had found online.

He was not good at telling jokes, and there were a lot of awkward silences. Hypnotized by his voice, Gwendolyn gradually drifted off to sleep before she knew it.

The next day, Gwendolyn proceeded to carry out her affairs with the order they had settled upon.

Estate for the entire day

was getting late, she began to feel impatient and sent Treyton to

with Treyton. However, he had just

bound to a chair. His mouth was bound, and a table was

enclosed and dim. It looked as

began to struggle and

toward him. Her makeup was exquisite, and her eyes were like starry pools that could suck one in. She was gorgeous, like a

woman. Her sudden appearance had also

Hector. We’ve not met for so many years, and surely I must have grown more beautiful. Yet, you were able to recognize me

over to the table in front of Hector and sat down on the chair opposite. After sitting

tape that was keeping Hector’s

as some strands of his

glared at Gwendolyn. “I’m your fourth uncle! How dare you use Treyton to bait

of my lawlessness. Anyway, I have a

I’ve always stayed out of the family’s affairs and enjoyed being an

it will clear things up once

the man to

you take a look

drastically when he saw the confession Elven had placed

hand in this. Why would I try to have you killed? I was quite fond of you when you were young. I’d even carried you before. Do you remember? Moreover, Charles is the director of the Central Intelligence Agency. How can

that your son and my cousin, Luke, work at the Federal Bureau of Investigation. I wonder if this has anything to do with him?

He has nothing to

turning sharp. “What do you mean by it has nothing to do with him? Charles already confessed everything. Do you think you can deny it with just a few words? Do you think you get to order Charles around? Let me guess; it must be because of the

stared at her

and plotted to kill me. You were planning to take over the Harris family afterward, weren’t you? You’re the only one who would do such a thing. Was Uncle Gideon part of it too? What about

on, not

calmed down when she got

grasping at straws. Don’t you think it’s absurd that you want to pin the crime on me with just Charles’ confession

expected him to retort. He’s a

to it. Previously, someone tried to attack me while I was at the bar. They tried to ruin my face with a strong corrosive potion, S40. Since I’m always one who shares, I brought it for you

brush, Elven

“What’s this?” Hector asked.

it will look good if I write