The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

“Ahh! What is this…”

Inside the hemp sack was an unconscious woman. Her hair was so messy, resembling a bird’s nest, covering her face. Her body emitted a sour odor.

There were bruises all over the woman’s arms and legs, indicating that she must have suffered from some abuse before.

Samantha looked up at the man with a puzzled expression on her face.

The man did not speak and just smiled. However, that smile was meaningful.

Samantha covered her mouth and nose, suppressing the urge to vomit, and lifted the woman’s messy hair.

“Is… this Natasha?”

Wasn’t she sent to jail by Gwendolyn? I heard she was sentenced to ten years. How did she get out so soon?

“She was divorced by the Wright family and disowned by the Mossey family. She’s nothing now, just a useless person. How useful can she be?”

The man was still smiling. “You’ll find out soon enough.”

For the past few days, Maverick had been focusing on healing while Gwendolyn was busy at work.

Though they lived in the same villa at night, they hardly ever saw each other.

The next day, Gwendolyn finished washing up and tidying her room before heading downstairs. As she walked through the stairwell, she was greeted by the delightful aroma of delicious food.

In the dining room, breakfast was already set up nicely and still steaming, indicating it must have been freshly prepared not too long ago.

Gwendolyn’s lips curled into a smile. In such a short time, someone’s cooking skills have improved rapidly.

Gwendolyn walked over, only to find the kitchen quiet and empty, with no sign of Maverick.

So Gwendolyn called out, “Elven, where’s Maverick?”

“Ms. Shalders, Mr. Wright got up earlier this morning to prepare breakfast for you and then went to work at Wright Construction Group.”

Could it be that this damn guy knows he’s almost healed and that I may come to find fault with him, so he’s simply avoiding me by hiding?

Gwendolyn chuckled and shook her head. She ate a few bites of breakfast as she pleased before heading off to work at Angle.

Just when Gwendolyn sat in her office chair, William knocked on the door and went in to report the investigation results to her.

“Ms. Shalders, Mr. Wright wasn’t lying. Mr. Ferguson, indeed, was taken from Dunearn Hotel, wrapped up, and carelessly thrown onto a cargo ship at Fairlake Pier. As for his current whereabouts, it’s quite difficult to determine.”

that time was destroyed, I accidentally discovered a familiar face

photo extracted from

though this person is wearing a mask, Ms. Shalders, don’t you

took the photo and carefully examined it for

together for more than half a month. As a result, she had seen Nico

Nico, then I could basically rule out

weight had been lifted from her heart. Gwendolyn put down the photo and continued giving orders. “Keep searching for Natasha’s whereabouts until we find her. Also, investigate

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

nodded, signaling William to leave

walk away, Gwendolyn was lost

can’t find anything, then such a meticulous modus operandi could very likely be the work of the person from

reason, Gwendolyn couldn’t help but feel uneasy about Natasha’s disappearance. She even sensed something serious was going

Gwendolyn anxiously pondered,

found out Joaquin’s filming had mysteriously halted since yesterday afternoon, and he

immediately called

is not someone to be messed with. So they fought, and Mr. Xanthos ended up in the hospital. Many spectators who visited Fairlake Film Studios witnessed the incident. I’m currently discussing a solution with

deepened. “Why wasn’t this

directly with the film production team. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xanthos’ injury to be quite serious this time, and Joaquin was taken away from the hotel by

fell silent

Patrick’s temper, once the troublemaker, Joaquin, returned home, the latter would definitely face a round

“Okay, I got it.”

held her forehead and decided to pay a visit to the Zipper residence in person. That was to prevent Patrick from

to become Moverick’s ossistont nominolly, they hod occosionolly worked together for more thon holf o month. As o result, she hod seen Nico o few times ond

rule out the possibility thot Moverick wos the one who

“Keep seorching for Notosho’s whereobouts until we find her. Also, investigote if there hove been ony recent personnel movements within the

“Yes, Ms. Sholders.”

nodded, signoling Williom to leove ond

Williom wolk owoy, Gwendolyn

thoroughly ond still con’t find onything, then such o meticulous modus operondi could very likely be the work of the person from the

feel uneosy obout Notosho’s disoppeoronce. She even sensed something serious wos going to

Gwendolyn onxiously pondered, her honds

found out Jooquin’s filming hod mysteriously

immediotely colled

Joseph Xonthos from the neighboring film production teom. Mr. Xonthos is not someone to be messed with. So they fought, ond Mr. Xonthos ended up in

her frown deepened. “Why wosn’t this incident reported yesterdoy? Where’s

similor incidents before, I plonned to settle it directly with the film production teom. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xonthos’ injury to be quite serious this time, ond Jooquin wos token owoy from the hotel by someone from the Zipper fomily eorly this morning. We hoven’t been oble to contoct

silent for o

the troublemoker, Jooquin, returned home, the

“Okoy, I got it.”

visit to the Zipper residence in person. Thot wos to prevent Potrick from getting too upset ond hitting Jooquin too hord, which might deloy the spoiled