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.

Hector stayed at Hecalion Estate for the entire day and never left.

began to feel impatient and sent Treyton to lure him

Hector came out with Treyton. However, he had just exited the villa’s doors when he was suddenly

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

surroundings were enclosed and dim. It looked as if

began to struggle

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

when he saw the woman. Her sudden appearance had

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

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

came forward and tore the tape that

some strands of his mustache came off with the

he glared at Gwendolyn. “I’m your fourth uncle! How dare you use Treyton to bait and kidnap me!

were unaware of my lawlessness. Anyway, I have a good attitude!

the family’s affairs and enjoyed being an idle person. What is it that

it will clear things up once you take a

look, prompting the man to put

I’m not trying to make things difficult for you. Why don’t you take a

when he saw the confession Elven

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 someone like

Gwendolyn murmured, “I heard that your 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

He has nothing to do

her 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

stared at her solemnly, refusing

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 one who would do such a thing. Was Uncle Gideon part of it

on, not relenting in

calmed down when she got

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

not expected him to retort. He’s

it. Previously, someone tried to attack me while I was at the bar. They tried to ruin my face with

synthetic brush, Elven placed them on the table

“What’s this?” Hector asked.

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