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

late, she began to

about half an hour, Hector came out with Treyton. However, he had just

woke up to find his legs bound to a chair. His mouth was bound, and a table was

looked as if

to struggle and made

open, he saw a woman enter and walk toward him. Her makeup was exquisite, and her eyes were like starry pools that could suck one in. She

he saw the woman. Her sudden appearance had also made him

a picture of me recently, Uncle Hector. We’ve not met for so many years, and surely I must have grown more beautiful. Yet, you were

and sat down on the chair opposite. After sitting down, she gave

the tape that was keeping Hector’s

of his mustache came off with

uncle! How dare you use Treyton to bait and

smiling nonchalantly. “It’s not like you were unaware of my lawlessness. Anyway, I have a good attitude! In fact, you’ve become a disgraceful elder and are no longer worthy of

family’s affairs and enjoyed being

it will clear things up once you

Elven another look, prompting the man to put

make things difficult for you. Why don’t you take a look and see if this has anything to do with

drastically when he saw the

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

Bureau of Investigation. I wonder if this has anything to do with him? Shall I get Asher to conduct an investigation for

He has nothing to do

gaze suddenly 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

stared at her solemnly, refusing to

appreciate my father going against tradition and leaving the inheritance to me, his beloved youngest daughter. Hence, you joined hands with someone and plotted to kill me. You were planning to take over the Harris family afterward, weren’t you? You’re the only

not relenting in

Hector calmed down when

straws. Don’t you think it’s absurd that you want to pin the crime on

expected him to retort.

me while I was at the bar. They tried to ruin

glass bottle and a special synthetic brush, Elven placed them on the table in front of

“What’s this?” Hector asked.

it will look