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.

stayed at Hecalion Estate for the entire

saw that it was getting late, she began to

about half an hour, Hector came out with Treyton. However, he had just exited the villa’s doors when

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

surroundings were enclosed and dim. It looked as if he were in a

he began to struggle

was thrown open, he saw a woman enter and walk toward him. Her makeup was exquisite, and

the woman. Her sudden appearance had also made

reaction. “You must have seen a picture of me recently, Uncle Hector. We’ve not met for so many years, and surely

front of Hector and sat down on the chair opposite. After sitting

tore the tape that was keeping

Hector as some strands of his mustache

dare you use Treyton

rested her chin on her hand, 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

of the family’s affairs and enjoyed being an idle

I’m sure it will clear things up once you take

Elven another look, prompting the man to put down Charles’ confession in front

things difficult for you. Why don’t you

changed drastically when he saw the confession Elven had placed in front of

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

son and my cousin, Luke, work at the Federal Bureau of Investigation. I wonder if this has anything to do with him? Shall I get Asher to conduct an

He has nothing to do

“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

stared at her solemnly, refusing

with someone 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

pressing on, not relenting in her

when

that you want to pin the

expected him to retort.

Previously, someone tried to attack me while I was at the bar. They tried to ruin my face with a strong corrosive potion,

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

“What’s this?” Hector asked.

a naughty expression. “It’s S40 strong corrosive potion. Uncle Hector, don’t you think it will look good if I write a few words on your face? What shall I