The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

Treyton was fuming, he did not

man, Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and reflect on your actions. Before

disbelief. He gazed at her, somewhat hurt. “Are you

under house arrest? Think of it as grounding. It’s your punishment for speaking so rudely to the head of the

to address Cedrick. “Could you marshal some men who aren’t on active duty to surround this villa?

decisively. “Very

arm every single one of them with batons. You have my permission to beat him up if he tries

If it came to that, she would still be the

obey me with no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall and I will have you tried according to our family law. Feel free to test me, but don’t expect me to go

think I’m

that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would only

He refused to say

arm around Cedrick’s,

turned around and said, “Call me when you’ve calmed down and

he stood, Treyton watched as she and

car did not

sounded. The smart-looking soldiers surrounded the villa as

preferred to strike first instead. Forced back into his villa,

house did Gwendolyn and Cedrick disappear into

early the following morning at her office at Mossey Corporation,

had lost some of its stiffness. Though far from being on

secretary had taken

following two days coaching her new

the manager of the HR department arrived with the

without taking her attention

the

imposing poise and a handsome face. He had a presence

not so much as

placed the secretary’s resume on her table. “This

grunted in response, engrossed in typing. She did

at the office later than me. When I

nodded.

was deep and