The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Though Gwendolyn’s mouth was stuffed and the blindfold was still over her eyes, she heard the report clearly.

She let out a small sigh of relief, although her heart skipped a beat at the thought of Benedict hiding in the ward’s closet.

Silently, she hoped that the guards Cedrick had sent would soon notice the unusual situation in the ward, retrieve Benedict from the closet, and ensure his safety.

As the van drove on, Gwendolyn tapped her fingers and calmly estimated the duration of the journey.

Throughout the journey, the men did not speak, displaying exceptional discipline and cohesion.

Gwendolyn could not help feeling even more curious about their employer.

After approximately forty minutes, the van stopped. The men removed the rag in Gwendolyn’s mouth and dragged her out of the vehicle.

Gwendolyn expressed her displeasure, reprimanding them in a low voice, “Show some respect to a lady. Haven’t you been taught to be gentle and considerate?”

The men were taken aback.

These days, it seems like the hostages are becoming more arrogant than the kidnappers themselves.

“Your fate is in our hands, you know. You should be more polite.”

Gwendolyn remained fearless, her voice calm yet icy. “You’ve taken me as a hostage to leverage something from Cedrick, and he will be furious if I suffer even the slightest harm. I believe you understand the consequences better than I do. You should treat a hostage like me with care, as you would handle fragile cargo. Do you understand?”

Although she was blindfolded and bound, stripped of her freedom, her commanding presence remained intact, leaving the men in suits astonished.

The men, being subordinates unaware of their employer’s intentions, decided it was safer to comply with Gwendolyn’s instructions and handle her with care.

“Let’s go, Ms. Harris.”

With the help of two men, Gwendolyn started forward. Though she could not see the route ahead, her hands, bound behind her back, were not idle.

Before coming here, she had grabbed a handful of Benedict’s milk powder.

corner, she would slacken

and prone to dispersing in the slightest breeze before reaching the ground, Gwendolyn held on to the hope that Cedrick would

evident that she was treading upon bare earth when she felt its crumbly texture beneath her feet. Occasionally, the sound of snapping branches accompanied

contemplated solemnly, considering her plan and what awaited her

a call before they could even enter the Federal

assigned to stand guard at the

wrong, he answered the call

clear signs of a severe altercation in the ward. Mrs. Jenson is missing, and Mr. Benedict was found placed in a closet. He was crying loudly, possibly due

was immediately caught by the news of his

frost settled upon his chiseled features, and his dark eyes gleamed with a menacing

an update shortly. Furthermore, I’ve

as he forced himself to

must have faith in Gwendolyn’s jiu-jitsu skills. It wouldn’t be easy for any harm to befall her. It hasn’t been very long since she went missing, so she should

director that I will shut down this facility

into a baby’s ward to pick a fight in broad daylight. The commotion was anything but subtle, so

The occurrence of something like this

get to the bottom of

ordered the plain-clothed officers to stay put and keep their identities concealed and to

the investigation of the

the Federal Bureau of Investigation

respond. He took the car keys from Swain, turned away from the building’s entrance, and got

way back to the hospital. Using

the care of someone familiar and trustworthy. After much deliberation, Cedrick decided to trouble the

did not explain the situation over the phone, Charles sensed that something was amiss. “Isn’t Gwen supposed to be taking care of Benny in the hospital? Why do

wheel, Cedrick drove while wearing a stern expression and

happen to Gwen? Tell me. I’m

revealing the truth. “Gwen is missing. We are currently reviewing the surveillance footage, but if she has left

a long silence on the other end of the line. When Charles finally spoke, his voice had turned grave. “Where are you right now?” he asked with concern. “Have

Soon, he arrived at the hospital and drove into the basement parking lot, his unease growing with

way up to the surveillance room