The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Gwendolyn remained silent as she observed him.

Channing let out a sigh, his expression filled with a mixture of sorrow and helplessness.

Even though he was the boss of the black market, he still had to abide by his wife’s strict rules after becoming a parent. He confessed, “To be honest, Mrs. Jenson, my wife is incredibly strict and fierce. Ever since we had a child, she has forbidden me from drinking or smoking. I’d be in big trouble if she ever found out. But given the nature of my work, it’s inevitable that I indulge in these vices while entertaining guests. So I can only do it in secret, always having to take a bath outside before returning home to rid myself of any lingering odors.”

He laughed awkwardly, though a glimmer of appreciation gleamed in his eyes.

Despite his complaints, it was evident that he felt blessed to have a wife who cared for his well-being.

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but be reminded of Cedrick, whom she had also forbidden from smoking and consuming alcohol to safeguard their baby’s health.

She couldn’t help but wonder if Cedrick had been drinking alcohol and smoking behind her back.

However, she quickly dismissed the thought with a smile, knowing that Cedrick would never dare defy her.

Compared to Channing, he was much more honest and deeply committed to their family.

Gwendolyn pushed aside her musings and responded with a warm smile, “Yes, I understand the challenges of balancing work and family, Mr. Kron. One can never be too careful when there’s a baby at home.”

Channing wasn’t certain if Gwendolyn had fully bought into his story, but he proceeded to show her photos of his child on his phone. “Mrs. Jenson, I truly didn’t mean any harm to your child by resorting to such extreme measures. I only did it out of desperation. Please believe me.”

Gwendolyn accepted his phone and began scrolling through the gallery, seeing pictures of Channing’s family as well as intimate moments between him and his child.

She proceeded to tap on the top right corner of the screen to view the photo details and confirmed that they were recent and unaltered.

“All right, I believe you, Mr. Kron.”

Just as Gwendolyn finished speaking, the dogs outside the villa began barking furiously.

Surprised, she asked, “Do you have dogs?”

Channing was equally taken aback. “No, this is a private villa located in the woods. My wife and I only visit occasionally during the summer or vacations. We don’t even have a caretaker, let alone dogs here.”

dawned on Gwendolyn, causing her face to pale. “Oh no, it must be

face mirrored her worry. “Mr. Jenson? His dog sounds aggressive. I hope he isn’t here to tear

swiftly rose from her seat and made her way to the door, with

metal grille across the garden and saw Cedrick, whose face was filled with

his typical military attire, he appeared clean and well-groomed in a

four bodyguards who had been stationed at the entrance of Channing’s villa now lay defeated, their hands cuffed, as they turned to Channing for assistance. “They were too fast, Mr. Kron. We didn’t stand a chance. They took us down in just a few

can see that,” Channing sneered, leaving

directed a look at his bodyguards and stated, “It’s an

metal gates swung open, Gwendolyn

anxiously scanned her to make sure she

simply wanted to collaborate with the military to uncover the mastermind behind the milk powder case. Unfortunately, his

with her putting

the situation to Mrs. Jenson. Would you like to join

seeking comfort and security in her

the villa with Gwendolyn in tow, signaling his

them into the villa and instinctively chose a seat on the side, leaving the main seats

of his bodyguards tactfully served each of them a cup of tea before discreetly escorting the remaining bodyguards out of the hall. This left Gwendolyn, Channing, and Cedrick alone to

of tea and took a sip,

year. The taste might not be as exceptional since the housekeepers aren’t here to prepare it, and the bodyguards might not be as familiar with the brewing process. I hope you don’t

expression unreadable, leaving Channing unsure of his thoughts and emotions. He couldn’t help but wonder if Cedrick was angry,

and pulled out a box of fine cigars. “Would you care for one, Mr. Jenson?” he asked, offering

any hesitation whatsoever. “My wife forbids me from smoking. She’s

“Ah, so you’re just as

he maintained a

his chest and spoke with affection in his voice. “I, too, am a devoted husband who follows

Channing’s words during their brief

the rare occurrence of encountering such a carefree attitude, especially

he cut straight to the chase. “Gwenny mentioned that you’re interested in a collaboration. How do you propose we go about it? Please,

everything he had

my understanding of the workings of the underworld, I can utilize my connections and engage in gray area business to establish communication with your