Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

Channing said to Gwendolyn, “Fine. I’ll listen to you, Mrs. Jenson.”

Gwendolyn nodded in satisfaction. She smirked and drawled, “A wise choice, Mr. Kron.”

The man shrugged and left, dejection written all over his face. Dealing with this couple is proving to be more difficult than imagined. I’m taking on a huge risk to work with Cedrick from the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Still, no pain, no gain.

Channing collected himself and left the basement.

Meanwhile, a frowning Jasper looked as though he was about to dole out more advice, only to be silenced by Gwendolyn’s displeased gaze.

His gaze swept across the dim, dusty basement, and he sighed before leaving.

Outside the villa, several black cars were concealed in a dense forest some distance away.

Jasper secretly called Cedrick, who was camped out in one of the vehicles. “Mr. Jenson, the person who came earlier is Quintrell Olsen. He’s Mr. Wendell’s bodyguard, and he came to confirm with his own eyes that Channing had kidnapped Mrs. Jenson. And another thing…”

He trailed off before adding, “To convince Mr. Wendell, Channing tied Mrs. Jenson up and locked her in the basement.”

As a member of the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s Team Nine, years of training had conditioned him to be truthful with his superiors at all times. Habit spurred him to tell Cedrick the truth about Gwendolyn’s situation.

Everyone in the car froze and waited for Cedrick’s response with bated breath.

Cedrick’s expression darkened. He clenched his fists so tightly that his veins bulged, and his eyes reddened with fury. He was barely reining in his temper.

The man’s prolonged silence told Jasper volumes about his rage. Hastily, Jasper explained, “Mr. Jenson, that was Mrs. Jenson’s request. She wanted to make things more believable to dispel Mr. Wendell’s suspicion, so she asked to be held in the basement.”

The explanation only worsened Cedrick’s mood.

He kept imagining Gwendolyn’s chafed wrists from being tied up and how lonely she would feel in the dark and dirty basement.

Channing! You id*ot!

The car remained in pin-drop silence. Everyone dared not make a peep as Cedrick’s sharp gaze landed on the villa which held Gwendolyn.

Eventually, his breathing appeared to calm.

He knew Gwendolyn’s obstinate character all too well.

Now that she had committed to the plan, she naturally had to take certain risks to ensure their success. Cedrick was worried about her well-being but could not pull the brakes on their plan now. All he could do was to cooperate.

Jenson?” prompted Jasper

even taking special care to breathe as quietly as

Cedrick sighed almost inaudibly and said, “Ensure

“Understood.”

gradually transformed into a determined one as he instructed his men in the vehicle, “Dispatch three teams to camp near

motive behind his orders

to further solidify the act, he needed to demonstrate to Hamish that he was not only aware of Gwendolyn’s abduction but also

the blink of

utilized. He had dispatched sufficient personnel to create a human network around

Gwendolyn’s captivity, streaks of sunlight peeped through the

chair in the hall of the villa’s second floor. He smoked leisurely on

of security, though he still felt

“Mr. Kron!”

surprised Channing into dropping his

over. With a fierce glare, Channing roared, “Can’t you see

“Mr. Wendell sent some men here, Mr.

his seat and frowned. “He didn’t show up? Again? It’ll be tough to

He smirked and scoffed.

really playing up his mysterious persona. He still refuses to show up at this juncture. Don’t tell me

suit-clad men stood in the

Channing arrived, one of them said, “Mr. Wendell

of that woman’s kidnapping, but

“You should know that the person in my basement now is none other than Cedrick Jenson’s

sat opposite Channing uninvited and declared, “Let’s not grumble over such small matters,

latter in. “The Federal Bureau of Investigation has this villa surrounded for the past three days. Even a bird couldn’t fly out

smirked arrogantly for

his

villa was completely

to know my situation

a brow, Quintrell retorted, “Everyone knows about your dilemma. No one will dare to set

“Let’s hear it.”

for a small ransom, but alas, he doesn’t seem bothered even though so much time has passed. He even has this place surrounded now. Don’t you see

So, to seize his Achilles heel, you need his son. Once you have the boy under your grip, wouldn’t you naturally have Cedrick wrapped around your finger,

incredibly pleased with his

man while fiddling with the ceramic coffee cup

wealth, but I’m no fool. Mr. Wendell has always been a proud man and never reveals his face to anyone. Now, he’s offering to work with someone beneath his