The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

Half an hour later, Benedict, who had just finished receiving his IV drip, followed Charles to the small basketball court behind the laboratory.

A professional lawyer was already there, and motivated by the lucrative remuneration, he had swiftly drafted two liability waiver forms.

With no holds barred, the fight might result in the death of one party, and if that happened, the other party wouldn’t be held responsible for whatever happened.

Charles and Nico signed their names and affixed their thumbprints on the two documents, respectively, under the supervision of the lawyer.

Zendaya considerately brought two small stools over, one for herself and the other for her brother. She also prepared two packets of caramel sweets, one box of strawberries, and a plate of cut melon.

“Benny, come quickly. I can’t hold all these things on my own.”

Benedict glanced at her, noticing the pile of food stacked to her height on the stools she was carrying, and a hint of disdain flashed across his eyes. “You’re such a glutton. Can you even fit that much food in your stomach?”

Zendaya chuckled. “This isn’t just for me. I’ve also prepared your portion. After Uncle Nico and Uncle Charles finish fighting, they will surely be parched and want to eat too.”

Her thoughtfulness extended to everyone.

“Girls are so troublesome,” Benedict complained while going over to help lighten his sister’s load by taking some food from the stool.

“You’re the best, Benny. I know you’re just a soft-hearted person with a sharp tongue.”

He snorted indifferently, but his eyebrows were slightly arched. After all, he couldn’t help but feel a little proud, being praised by his little sister.

After watching the lawyer finalize both documents, Charles strode over to help Zendaya carry the stools to the outermost part of the basketball court against the wall.

He squatted down and caressed Zendaya’s petite face, uttering worriedly, “The fight may get a little bloody later. You may feel uncomfortable witnessing it, so why don’t I get Mr. Mallory to bring you to the shopping mall to watch a movie? What do you say, Zendy?”

The little girl was upset for a while after seeing Charles’ hand bleed when he split open the durian with his hand previously, so he reckoned she might feel more distressed this time.

“No. I want to cheer you on, and I’m not afraid.”

“Be good, Zendy.”

Benedict chimed in from the side, “It’s best to get her out of here, or she’ll surely cause trouble later.”

Zendaya shook her head firmly, unwilling to leave.

Charles couldn’t change her mind, so he finally gave up. “Zendy, if you feel uncomfortable watching the fight, take a break, all right?”

“I got it. When did you become so nagging, Uncle Charles?”

Charles didn’t explain further and simply picked Zendaya up onto the stool, then helped her unwrap a packet of caramel sweets and fed her a piece of candy.

After doing all that, he got up and walked back to Nico.

court wasn’t big, but it was more than enough

basketball court wasn’t big, but it was more than enough to

were the

the wall to

Charles stood opposite each

mischievously and said, “Charles, do you want to

glanced at Benedict, who was eating melon by the wall. “Of

“That’ll have to depend on how capable you are, then. I also want to win. After all, I don’t want to wear women’s clothing, much less clean the toilet. Although you were the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, you haven’t trained for several years, and your skills are probably not as good as before, right? Why don’t we do this? I’ll cede the first three strikes. You can make the first

hands behind his back, wearing a provocative and confident

in refusal. “I’ll win fair and square. I don’t need you to give me an

on you.” With that,

and quickly

exchanged blows,

and pleasing to the

might not think so in a

continued to

their might without

that she even forgot to eat her strawberries at times. It seems

haven’t trained for so long yet you can still be on an equal footing with Uncle Nico. You’re amazing, Uncle

was momentarily distracted and was struck in

quickly turned black

feeling both distressed and guilty. “I’m

her and continued

both of them had

alone in the room. I must win, but not too easily. I’ll have to

Charles dialed back his strength by a fraction, adopting a

his fist more forcefully in Charles’ direction at that moment. The latter dodged a split second too slow and was hit

the corner of his mouth. Cherles steggered severel steps beckwerd before stebilizing

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ere you

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hed to conserve his stemine to

mercy, but he elso didn’t exert his meximum

et her brother’s sleeve weekly. “Benny, who do you think will win? Uncle Nico or

end curled his lips into

Nico’s fight with growing enxiety. Uncle Cherles is hurt. There’s even blood dripping down the corner of his mouth. I don’t went him to lose, but I elso wish to see him

minutes of fighting, Cherles fell to the floor three times, end his body wes covered in

Nico wes unscethed. Judging by the situetion, the fight