The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Evelyn’s expression froze at Treyton’s words.

A while later, she lowered her head unwillingly and mumbled, “Okay.”

“Good girl! That’s the generosity befitting of the Harris family’s heiress,” Treyton praised and stroked her hair.

The moment was short-lived. He turned away quickly and declared, “Change back into your clothes. You probably have to come by another day when your face is better.”

In the meantime, Gwendolyn left the commercial district.

She opened her purse once she was inside her car and took out a small note.

It had been stuffed into her hand by Treyton earlier.

The note simply read: Give me some time.

Gwendolyn frowned in incomprehension as her gaze traveled over Treyton’s familiar scrawl.

Why does he need more time? Did he find out about something and is looking into it?

Her phone suddenly rang with an incoming call from Cedrick, interjecting her thoughts.

When the line connected, Cedrick grumbled, “Why didn’t you wake me up before you left?”

Gwendolyn replied cajolingly, “I’m already done with my errands, so I’ll be back ASAP. I couldn’t bear to wake you up since you were sleeping so soundly.”

Cedrick’s harrumph was muffled by the blankets. He asked, “What did you go out to do? Are you hurt?”

Her chest swelled with satisfaction as she boasted, “Well, I slapped a pretentious b*tch several times, so I’m feeling great!”

“You hit someone?” Cedrick’s tone turned anxious as he added, “Does your hand hurt? I’ll massage it for you when you’re home.”

Gwendolyn chuckled, moved and amused by his concern. “I’m not that fragile. In fact, I’m still on cloud nine!”

They chatted for almost fifteen minutes before ending the call, and Gwendolyn steered the car toward Harrick Villa.

Cedrick had washed up when she arrived, though he was still dressed in his billowing silk sleeping robe.

He was standing right behind the front door and gently pulled her into a hug when she walked in, inhaling her comforting scent.

head into the crook between

when I woke up this morning and realized your side

his hair

Nico returned from the garden. The front door of Harrick Villa was ajar, granting him a full view

sweet that Nico could not help

on their loving display. Nico had visited on

loudly to announce his arrival, bringing the lovers’ reunion

and Gwendolyn immediately jumped apart upon

them and submitted his report. “The investigation results are out. Something is indeed off about

Cedrick’s expressions darkened

before helping Gwendolyn to a nearby couch. Then, they

old, and the woman had been secretly brought overseas

exact day after his mother’s departure. The next day,

abroad, and his whereabouts have remained a mystery since

assets had been transferred abroad

but Nico couldn’t have watched him twenty-four-seven. Tampering with a few data points is child’s play for someone as

commenting, “Seeing as his mother was sent overseas, someone must’ve threatened him. We can’t trust this set

I can get it done at a hospital outside of town to make sure no one

some thought,

interrogation room. It’ll make things easier when we decide on a new date for the paternity

“Sure.”

his phone and called Mr. Dalberg, the prison warden at Salinsburgh’s

finally see a conclusion after

“Mm-hmm.”

recalled

at least one of them is a member of the Harris family. I can exclude Treyton as a suspect based on his

The conclusion dispirited Gwendolyn.

her downcast thoughts, Nico rushed into the room, looking

the mouth at midnight two days

relief was short-lived. His expression darkened, and he asked, “How could this happen?

seizures. He had been in seizure remission for years after entering prison. No

room plunged into

still do a paternity

eventually shook his head ruefully. “He died two days ago, and because of his history of seizures, the prison wrote it off as a natural death. They cremated his body, so probably only his ashes

sank

ashes could not be used for paternity

was as good