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.

prompted

special care to breathe as quietly

inaudibly and said, “Ensure

“Understood.”

intense gaze gradually transformed into a determined one as he instructed

motive behind his

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

the blink of

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

broke over the third day of Gwendolyn’s captivity, streaks of sunlight peeped through the cover

the villa’s second floor. He smoked

to work with Cedrick had given him a sense of security, though he still felt uneasy about Gwendolyn’s insistence on

“Mr. Kron!”

cry surprised Channing into

and saw his subordinate rushing over. With a fierce glare, Channing roared, “Can’t

man lowered his head and reported, “Mr. Wendell

froze in the middle of rising from his seat and frowned. “He didn’t show up?

He smirked and scoffed.

still refuses to show

suit-clad men stood

of them said, “Mr. Wendell sent us to negotiate with

Please! I gave him proof of that woman’s kidnapping, but he refuses to

the person in my basement now is

of Hamish’s representatives, sat opposite Channing uninvited and declared, “Let’s not grumble over such small matters, Mr. Kron. Mr. Wendell

on the coffee table and slowly leaned toward Channing, caging the latter in. “The Federal Bureau of Investigation has this villa surrounded for the past three days. Even a bird couldn’t fly out of this place unscathed,

arrogantly for good

his sharp,

did he know that the villa was completely under Cedrick’s control, inside and

to know my situation

to set foot here. Only Mr. Wendell is helping you. Aren’t you interested in his

“Let’s hear it.”

woman for a small ransom, but alas, he doesn’t seem bothered even though so much time has

opponent. Cedrick isn’t worried about her safety at all. So, to seize his Achilles heel, you need his son. Once

pleased with

stared at the man while fiddling with the ceramic

small-time crook eyeing Cedrick’s 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 league like me and ordering me to kidnap Cedrick’s son. Isn’t he just trying to use