The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 530 How Did She Accomplish That

Neal personally visited the police station to assist with the investigations.

The first round of interrogations had wrapped up just as Cedrick and Gwendolyn turned up.

Neal immediately stepped forward when he noticed their arrival.

“Why did you rush over, Ms. Harris? Have all your injuries been treated?”

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Gwendolyn opened her pale lips to respond, but Cedrick interjected, “Yes. The doctor said her injuries weren’t too serious, and because Gwenny wanted to investigate this ambush as soon as possible, we decided to come to the police station now.”

His words met with no protests. Neal opened his arms and ushered them into a lounge to rest.

They had barely warmed their seats when Cedrick asked sternly, “How are the interrogations?”

Neal shook his head and said. “They’re skilled assassins bought off the black market anonymously. They were only serving orders and had no idea about their client. And while we didn’t catch the sniper, we’ve sent the bullet removed from Ms. Harris elbow for further analysis. We should have some leads from there soon.”

Astoria practiced strict gun ownership laws. One had to undergo professional evaluations and obtain a license before purchasing a gun.

Once they confirmed the model of the small sniper rifle used in the ambush, they could narrow down their pool of suspects.

Gwendolyn listened to their conversation and could not help but smirk. She commented, “Buying assassins off the black market. What a familiar tactic.”

Her tone surprised Neal, who asked. “Have you encountered such ambushes in the past, Ms. Harris?”

Gwendolyn remained silent.

Cedrick replied in her stead, “Yes. Gwenny’s stepsister, an illegitimate child of the Harris family, once hired forty assassins on the black market to ambush her on Crane Bridge, Fairlake. Thankfully, gun control laws in Chanaca are the strictest in the world, so there were no snipers around.”

A bewildered Neal asked, “She’s just the illegitimate child of a rich family. How did she accomplish that?”

Cedrick fell silent and glanced at Gwendolyn. As expected, her expression had cooled by several degrees.

existence had never been the

backer was none other than Gwendolyn’s father, Marcus, and Asher’s

the turmoil in Gwendolyn’s expression. He reached out and clasped her clenched fists, hoping

deeper story to their response. He tactfully dropped the topic and instructed his staff to prepare a pot

herself and snapped out

Neal, “Mr. Gray, how familiar are

replying, “Paul has too many girlfriends. He has enough exes before Annie to form a football team. In fact, I wager he can’t remember some of his ex-girlfriend’s names. He’s inching closer to

family’s fortune comfortably. Plus, he actually has an acumen for business. After his father’s death, he was the sole heir to the family’s wealth, and he put that money to good use in business investments. If you can look past his messy personal

long ago did he announce his relationship with

at the time. After becoming lovers, they’ve frequently traveled together.” Neal sipped some warm fruit tea before adding. “After talking to Paul over the past few days, I believe his feelings for his current girlfriend are genuine. He cherishes her more than any other woman in his past, and I wonder

silently did the math and worked out the timeline of their

too much of a coincidence? They knew each other in

reputation and resources, it was entirely possible to help Annie secure a new identity if she

personal life? Do you think it’s related to this ambush?” asked

Gwendolyn’s musings. She answered simply. “It’s nothing. I was

before they had any solid evidence. Voicing her theories now would do more harm than good, allowing her enemies

in her head throbbed painfully. Gwendolyn grimaced and massaged the back of

head.

brush across the bruise sent stinging pain over the back

his lap. “Don’t think so hard, Gwenny. It’ll

weakly and pressed closer to his

nap if you feel

her husband’s words and shut her eyes, gradually dozing off in his

felt

manage Astoria competently. I hope you’ll accept my deepest apologies. I did not imagine this would delay your return to Chanaca, but rest assured, this matter is our police

lukewarm. He looked down at Gwendolyn and gently stroked her back,

who struck Gwenny across the

it. We will not

the ambush, I would like you to send the culprit to Chanaca once

they’re still citizens of Astoria. Interrogating