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.”

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

face mirrored her worry. “Mr. Jenson? His dog sounds aggressive. I

her seat and made her way

garden and

attire, he appeared clean and well-groomed

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.

see that,” Channing sneered, leaving his bodyguards at a loss

his bodyguards and stated, “It’s an honor to have Mr. Jenson visit us.

gates swung open, Gwendolyn

her to

the military to uncover the mastermind behind the milk powder case. Unfortunately, his methods

silent, clearly displeased with her putting

Jenson. I was just about to call you after explaining the

tightly, seeking comfort and security in

a word, he walked into the villa with

chose a seat on the side, leaving the main seats for Gwendolyn and

served each of them a cup of tea before discreetly escorting the remaining bodyguards out

they were alone, Cedrick lifted his cup of tea

be as exceptional since the housekeepers aren’t here to prepare it, and the bodyguards might not be as familiar with

and emotions. He couldn’t help but wonder if Cedrick was angry, upset, or

an effort to lighten the mood, Channing reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a box of fine cigars. “Would you care

“My wife forbids me from smoking. She’s quite strict

“Ah, so you’re

as he maintained a stern

way.” He lightly patted his chest and

the sincerity in Channing’s words during their brief

also found Channing’s demeanor quite endearing, appreciating the rare occurrence of encountering such a carefree attitude, especially from someone

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

he had discussed

I believe you have your suspects, Mr. Jenson. Given my understanding of the workings of the underworld, I can utilize my connections and engage in gray area business to establish communication with