The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Chapter 598 The Last Trump Card

They arrived at the Jenson residence to see Yael waiting for them in the living room, seemingly anticipating their arrival.

Cedrick, still dressed in his military uniform, exuded a powerful aura as he stepped into the villa, his military boots clicking loudly. Every step he took was imposing and authoritative.

Accompanied by soldiers led by Neville, Cedrick entered the living room of the villa. His entourage surrounded the entire space, making for an intimidating atmosphere.

At his age, Yael had seen and experienced a lot while he weathered storms alongside Valentino.

He might have never been a military officer, but he–still remained expressionless upon witnessing Cedrick’s grand entrance. Calmly, he savored the coffee he had just brewed.

Cedrick walked over and sat on a couch beside him. Seeing that Yael showed no intention of pouring him a cup of coffee, he took the pot and filled his own cup.

“Is this how you treat your guest, Uncle Yael? I’m the head of the family, and I don’t mind that you don’t greet me, but you should at least offer me a cup of coffee,” Cedrick remarked.

Yael averted his eyes and refused to even spare Cedrick a glance.

“We don’t have any premium coffee beans, so the coffee I brewed can’t be compared to what you usually have at home. I didn’t offer you any because I’m worried you won’t be used to drinking bad coffee,” Yael responded.

Cedrick took a sip of the coffee and solemnly agreed with him. “Indeed. The taste of this coffee is rather bland, but its bad taste has nothing to do with the coffee beans. Rather, it tastes bad because the person who brewed it lacks the necessary skills.”

Yael finished his coffee and slammed the cup on the table heavily with a thud to vent his anger.

After beating around the bush for some time, Yael, growing impatient, finally cut to the chase.

“Xander is my only son. Although he may not be as capable as you and often makes foolish mistakes, he is still my son, a descendant of the Jenson family, and your own cousin. Can’t you show him some mercy?” Yael pleaded.

Cedrick tapped his slender fingers on the coffee cup, as though contemplating. “He made a mistake, so naturally, he should receive proper punishment. You will only spoil him and make things worse by covering for him.”

Yael’s eyes which were lined with wrinkles turned bloodshot, probably from anger or agitation.

Cedrick noticed the look in his eyes but still remained unfazed. “Where are you hiding him, Uncle Yael? I’ll let things slide if you willingly hand him over, but if I have to find him myself, I’ll charge him with the -crime of escape.”

be ruined if he is sent to prison. People will also mock me and ridicuic me. Yes,

table to produce a loud

while wearing a cold expression. As soon as Yael pounded the table, Cedrick

as the cup shattered into

outburst, Yael gave a start and shut his mouth, not daring to

consequences, he wouldn’t even have the chance to escape and hide. I would have sent him to the Federal Bureau of Investigation for immediate execution. Uncle Yael, please don’t test my limits. Thirty whips and a prison sentence of five years is already a compromise on my part after considering Grandpa’s imploration. There’s no room for negotiation

the cuffs of his military uniform,

you have no intention of handing Xander over today. Very well. Don’t blame me for personally apprehending Xander

thin lips curled into a sarcastic sneer as he turned around and walked away. “Neville, handcuff Mr. Yael and bring him to the Federal Bureau of Investigation for a one–week stay.”

up from

a heart? I am

with covering for a fugitive because you helped Xander evade punishment.

was already gone when I woke up this morning.

you want in

stepped away

leave, Yael bit the bullet and revealed his final trump card. He had nothing

car accident that killed

in his tracks. His whole body stiffened as he seemingly contemplated

minutes, he turned around slowly and looked at Yael, who

do you mean?”

parents passed away, so he had no memory of them.

only seen a photo of his

told him that his parents had both died in a tragic car accident.

had regained the

locked eyes, and Cedrick glared at Yael menacingly without a single word. He didn’t know if Yael was

love to see what you’re up to, Uncle Yael, Cedrick finally

reentered the living room. After instructing Neville to uncuff Yael,

to the garden and placed under supervision by Neville to prevent eavesdropping while the soldiers of

windows of the villa’s living room were closed, which was a clear indication