The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

The woman was known as Whitney Mellor, a citizen of Tayhaven.

Where even is that place? Is Tayhaven one of the third-world countries? We haven’t even heard of it.

They observed Charles’ uncharacteristically calm demeanor and couldn’t help doubting the veracity of the marriage certificate.

“Charles, I hope you’re not attempting to fool us by using a random woman’s photo online to fabricate a marriage certificate so that we won’t pester you about getting married.”

Charles leisurely sipped his coffee. “The marriage certificate is in my uncle’s possession. He can verify the authenticity of it anytime. The Civil Affairs Bureau staff personally issued it to me, but feel free to validate it if you don’t believe me.”

“Well… “

His uncles were unsure how to react. He sounds confident. Is he really married?

“Charles, please understand that our inquiries aren’t meant to doubt you. We simply want to ensure that this lady is suitable for you. Could you share some details about her family background? Does she hold a degree? Where does she reside, and how many family members does she have? Also, what are her parents’ occupations? Lastly, have you both discussed any plans for the wedding?”

Charles’ expression grew stormy as he listened to his uncles’ barrage of questions. He retorted, “I don’t know her well enough either. If all of you are so against me getting married, I won’t make any official announcements for now. Feel free to investigate and evaluate her since you seem to have so much free time. If you deem her inadequate to be the mother of the family’s future heir, I’ll divorce her in a year at most.”

The conference room sank into a protracted silence.

Charles’ relatives were all flabbergasted. A few of them were flattered that he had so much faith in them that he entrusted them with the responsibility of assessing his wife and was willing to go as far as divorcing her if they found her lacking.

“Charles, are you serious? Will you truly divorce her in one year if we dislike her and find her unfit?”

“When have I ever lied to you guys?” Charles’ curled his lips slightly.

“All right then. Charles, you’re a good lad. We’ll do as you wish and keep this matter discreet until we’ve gleaned enough bona fide information about the woman’s identity. That is when we’ll decide whether or not to hold a wedding ceremony and release an official statement.”

Charles got to his feet and adjusted his suit cuffs. He hummed in agreement and walked past several of his uncles dispassionately to exit the conference room.

He even left the marriage certificate behind on the table.

It was as if the certificate was dispensable, the sole purpose of its existence reduced to silencing the nagging of the elders in his family.

Charles’ hands were in his pockets as he strode down the corridor. A few male assistants trailed behind him silently, resembling a trooper unit traveling from place to place.

Ignatius emerged abruptly from the lounge around the corner. He circumvented two bodyguards suddenly and came face to face with Charles.

“Mr. Newton, you look like you’ve just finished work. There are some urgent matters I’d like to discuss with you if possible.”

Social etiquette would have bid most people go along with such a request.

Yet Chorles hod never been one to obide by the norms.

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him with o serious expression, his eyes norrowed. “If Newton Group incurs ony losses, the Cloud fomily will poy on even greoter price. Feel

felt o chill down his spine. “I come here todoy to opologize to you on beholf of my doughter. I’ve spoiled Jess since she wos o child.

eyes exuded o sordonic expression.

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it would be seen os

foce wos droined of

whot it’d be like. Thot wos precisely why he’d humbled

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hod olmost been ossoulted. Don’t tell me… you expect my doughter to go through the some thing for

con I ollow my doughter to be left

But I

meoningful look, grocefully withdrowing his hond

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Charles had never been one to abide by

need to ask,

side-step Ignatius, but the latter blocked Charles’ way and

family your enemy is unwise when we’ve long been

losses, the Cloud family will pay an even greater price. Feel free to

behalf of my daughter. I’ve spoiled Jess since she was a child. Thus, she meant no harm. There was no

sardonic expression. “Clearly, you

you mean by that, Mr.

Zendy treats Whitney like an elder sister. Furthermore, Zendy is the future heir of Harris Group. If Jessamyn were to bully Whitney, it would be seen as bullying Zendy too. The Jenson, Harris, and Newton families would not take kindly to anyone harming Zendy. Have you considered what it would be like to face the combined

was drained of all

That was precisely why he’d

bygones? After all, the chairmen involved have already been apprehended by the Federal Bureau of Investigation. If that’s not good enough,

not acceptable. I’m sure you’re aware of the tragedy that could have happened when several men ganged up against a woman if I hadn’t appeared in time and things had gone south in the private

Mr. Newton? Whitney had almost been assaulted. Don’t tell me… you expect my daughter to go through the same thing for

let this happen! How can I allow my daughter to be left at the mercy of those

sincere your apology is. Mr. Jenson and Gwendolyn aren’t privy to this incident yet. But I can’t say for sure in two days.” Charles’ expression was indecipherable as he

his face. Charles gave Ignatius a meaningful look, gracefully withdrawing his hand and walking away from him without a backward

the other man’s receding figure for a

his elders, she

floor in the room of a small

bodyguard and driver Charles assigned to her waited at one