Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 291 Drama At The Ferguson Residence

Gwendolyn was not there.

The only people lying in bed were two men!

Everyone was shocked to see two naked male bodies on the bed.

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Sherman exhibited an abnormal complexion on his face, appearing dazed. The other man was restrained with bound hands and feet, and a gag covered his mouth. His body displayed visible marks of recent intimacy.

Nico rubbed his nose and chuckled. “Mr. Ferguson’s taste is indeed unique!”

Eloise, who had been expecting Cedrick to explode, was puzzled when she saw how composed he was.

It was not until she clearly saw who was on the bed that she understood. “What are you doing here? Where’s Gwendolyn?”

To her astonishment, the man on the bed was none other than Samuel, the male housekeeper she had sent to drug Gwendolyn!

Wyatt and Emma were just as dumbfounded.

Wyatt roared, “You useless brat! You’ve tarnished the reputation of the Ferguson family!”

Emma, too, was at a loss for words. She exclaimed, “Pull up the blanket! This is so embarrassing!”

Yet, no one heard what she said as they were still taken aback by what they saw.

The room was abuzz with noises amidst the terrified muffled sounds Samuel made.

Meanwhile, Sherman seemed to be in a deranged state. He hugged Samuel and kissed him repeatedly. “Gwendolyn, you’re finally mine. Gwendolyn, my Gwen…”

Cedrick’s eyes darkened, and in an instant, a surge of killing intent arose. “How dare he utter my fiancée’s name! Nico, beat him up!”

up and punched

bruises to bloom on Sherman’s face, and a tiny bit of blood

at Samuel. “Mr. Ferguson, take a

was unable to see and think clearly. Like a broken

planned to drive Cedrick and Treyton away. After all, this was a family matter that needed to be dealt with

a clear and feminine

call for me? What did I miss? I just went away to do some stuff.” Gwendolyn smirked, exuding her usual noble and

She was not alone,

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stood the journalists who had been in the garden earlier. They swiftly aimed their

wore a duckbill cap and blended in with the crowd. In his hands, he held a video camera as he broadcasted the scene live to the

screen was displaying a backdrop for a popular female

the intertwined figures on the bed inside the

many of them shocked to

in intimacy. Taken aback, they let out shrill screams, their

descended

that Ms. Harris slept with Mr. Sherman? How did it become him sleeping with a

How could he do such a thing during his sister’s birthday party? This is too much! His initial

a soft–spoken and humble

the good reputation he had cautiously cultivated over the last two decades was completely

ridicule him, while others took pleasure in the

their wine glasses, vowing to break business ties with the

better

in, he walked over, stood before

to see what’s so special

His deep voice carried a gentle tone. “You’re the youngest here, and what you’ll see might not be appropriate for

around his neck,