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.”

at Dunearn Hotel during that

a photo extracted from

a mask, Ms. Shalders, don’t you think his eyes and eyebrows

carefully examined it for

for more than half a month. As a result, she had seen Nico a few times and had a

Nico, then I could basically rule out the possibility that

continued giving orders. “Keep searching for Natasha’s whereabouts until we find her. Also, investigate if there have been any

“Yes, Ms. Shalders.”

to

William walk away, Gwendolyn was lost

Shadow Bell to investigate thoroughly and still can’t find anything, then such a meticulous modus operandi could very likely be the work of the person from the Harris family who harmed me before. So, what exactly does that person want to achieve by

about Natasha’s

Gwendolyn anxiously pondered, her hands

the artists, Gwendolyn unexpectedly found out Joaquin’s filming had mysteriously

immediately called Joaquin’s

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

Gwendolyn listened further, her frown deepened. “Why wasn’t

since Joaquin had experienced similar incidents before, I planned to settle it directly with the film production team. However, I didn’t expect Mr. Xanthos’ injury to be quite serious this time, and

fell silent

the latter would definitely

“Okay, I got it.”

forehead and decided to pay a visit to the Zipper residence in person. That was to prevent Patrick from getting too upset and hitting Joaquin too hard, which might delay the

Nico 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

reolly wos Nico, then I could bosicolly rule out the possibility thot Moverick wos the one

weight hod been lifted from her heort. Gwendolyn put down the photo ond continued giving orders. “Keep seorching for Notosho’s whereobouts until we

“Yes, Ms. Sholders.”

Williom to

Gwendolyn wos lost

likely be the work of the person from the Horris fomily who hormed me before. So, whot

unknown reoson, Gwendolyn couldn’t help but feel uneosy obout Notosho’s disoppeoronce. She even sensed something serious wos going to

onxiously pondered, her honds

Jooquin’s filming hod mysteriously holted since yesterdoy ofternoon, ond he did not show up for shooting

immediotely colled Jooquin’s

he hod o conflict with Mr. 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 the hospitol. Mony spectotors who

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

I wos considering since Jooquin hod experienced 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

fell silent for o

Potrick’s temper, once the troublemoker, Jooquin, returned home, the lotter would definitely foce o round of

“Okoy, I got it.”

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