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Gwendolyn looked at the shattered screen with pity and shook her head.
“Long time no see. Your temper hasn’t changed at all. Unfortunately, you haven’t gotten any more
capable despite your terrible temper.”
Once she was done speaking, she gently let go of her grip. More cracks were added to the already
cracked screen on Frida’s phone.
“Why are you here again?”
Frida stepped out of the living room. Although the memory of Gwendolyn’s debt collection was still
fresh in her mind, her dignified life as a wealthydy would never allow her to show any signs of
weakness.
“You’re a jinx! You still bring trouble to my son even after getting divorced. My poor son is really
unlucky!”
“Yes, your son is unlucky and will be even more so in the future.” Gwendolyn’s smile faded as she
asked coldly, “So tell me, where did Maverick go?”
“How would I know? Stop bothering my son! You keep saying you want to leave him, yet you
relentlessly pursue him. Are you ying hard to get? You’re so despicable.”
Frida rolled her eyes without any intention to hide it.
Gwendolyn could not help butugh.
Just as she was about to retort, Sheralyn came downstairs and red at her.
“How dare you ask where my brother is? He already has Natasha! Why are you so shameless, you
sl*t?”
Sheralyn remembered how she was humiliated by Gwendolyn twice in the past like it was yesterday.
Not daring to walk over, she instead stood at the stairs gritting her teeth and ring at Gwendolyn. How
she wished she could tear Gwendolyn apart as she continued to snipe at thetter.
“If you weren’t taken in by Treyton as a sugar baby, would you have anything to show off? You’re like a
vixen, cheap and lowly. You can’t even bepared with Natasha! I’m telling you, Natasha will soon be
part of the Wright family by marriage. Stop humiliating yourself here and get lost!”
Gwendolyn leaned against the wall and quietly listened while Sheralyn finished speaking.
“When you have some free time, take a close look at today’s news on the phone you’ve been using as
a brick. It seems that your beloved Natasha is not in a good situation.”
Neither Frida nor Sheralyn had seen the news yet, so they were utterly confused by what she was
trying to say.
Gwendolyn gently brushed her hair behind her ear. Lifting her head to reveal her swan-like neck, she
took a sweeping nce at the Wright residence before continuing to speak.
Even though Maverick isn’t here, it doesn’t matter. There’s something I came to inform you all about.
You’ve been living toofortably these days, and it’s making me feel upset.”
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“W-What do you mean?”
Sheralyn was taken aback by the icy aura emanating from Gwendolyn.
Recalling her past horrible experiences where she was harmed terribly, she subconsciously nced
toward the entrance and checked if there were bodyguards.
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Gwendolyn’s lips curved into a gentle, charming smile.
“So, prepare for bankruptcy, Wright family!”
As she spoke, her face was calm andposed, as if she was merely recounting an ordinary event.
After she was done speaking, she got straight into her car, stepped on the gas pedal all the way, and
left the Wright residence behind.
The infuriated mother and daughter continued to curse her as she departed.
“Mom! Did you hear that? That despicable b*tch is absolutely out of control!” Sheralyn was so angry
her hands shook.
Frida’s face also looked quite grim.
“Mom, Treyton wouldn’t really help her destroy our family, would he?”
Frida shook her head without hesitation. “No way! Treyton may be impressive, but the Wright family is
no pushover either. Even if Treyton really likes her, there’s no way he woulde after the Wright
family for her sake.”
Even so, that despicable Gwendolyn actually had the audacity to show up at the Wright residence and
provoke us openly!
Her arrogant and frivolous attitude is so utterly infuriating!
There’s no way I’ll take this lying down. I have to teach that sl*t a lesson!
As Gwendolyn sped down the highway, she formted a n in her mind.
The best way to bring the Wright family to bankruptcy was to start with Wright Construction Group.
However, it was a prestigious and well-knownpany in Faike, so it would not be easy for her to
take it down single-handedly in a short period of time.
Moreover, she still had the mission her father entrusted to her.
Even as she thought about these things, she soon arrived at the vi.
The moment she entered the garden, she spotted Treyton waiting for her at the front door. Upon getting
closer, she noticed he had a mysterious look on his face.
Gwendolyn was puzzled but proceeded to head in. “What’s going on? Treyton, I have things to deal
with, so just spit it out.”
“An old friend is waiting for you inside. Can you guess who it is?”
Gwendolyn observed his mysterious expression for a moment before walking upstairs in confusion.
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A tall, slender, and elegant figure of a man stood in the hall. Upon hearing Gwendolyn’s footsteps, he
suddenly turned around and met her bright eyes.
“Sherman Ferguson?” Gwendolyn asked with a puzzled expression.
“Gwendolyn! It’s been six years, and you’ve grown so mature. I never thought I’d see you again,”
Sherman said as he was visibly excited. “What happened six years ago? How did you end up in
Faike?”
“It’s all in the past now,” Gwendolyn answered him nonchntly with a smile. “How long have you been
waiting? Please sit.”
She gestured for him to sit on the main sofa while she took a seat on the adjacent one. With her
slender fingertips, she picked up a cup and poured some coffee for Sherman.
Sherman watched her every move, noting how she looked as graceful as ever. The innocent and
delicate young woman from six years ago had grown mature, sexy, and stunningly beautiful. He could
not help but feel a wave of emotions.
“You’ve really changed a lot over the years.”
“Now I’m no longer a child. Of course I’ve changed.” Gwendolynughed and changed the subject, “It’s
been so many years since west met. Why don’t you have dinner here before leaving?”
Naturally, Sherman did not treat her like a stranger. “Sure. How about we have a drink tonight and.
catch up? We won’t stop until we’re drunk!”
“Then you better not copse today, Sherman! Don’t let Gwendolynugh at you!” Treyton came in
from outside and casually patted Sherman on the shoulder. “Remember a few years ago when we
drank together, and you passed out after just one drink? That really scared me to the point I almost
took you to the hospital.”
“Come on, I’m not the same as I was a few years ago. Now, my tolerance for alcohol is a whole lot
higher. Let’s have a contest if you don’t believe me.”
Gwendolyn silently followed behind the two. She was overwhelmed by emotions as she watched them.
from behind.
It seemed like it had been a long time since she had caught up with old friends.
During the three years spent with Maverick, she almost forgot her confident, passionate, and cheerful
old self.
To celebrate the reunion of old friends after many years, Treyton specially opened a bottle of treasured
Ferropenian red wine to liven up the mood
“You don’t believe me when I said I had a high alcohol tolerance, do you? Is that why you’re belittling
me with a bottle of red wine?” Sherman yfully punched his shoulder.
“Don’t look down on this bottle of wine. I purposely brought it back from my visit to the wine estate in
Ferropene a couple of years ago. The alcohol content is not low, and I didn’t even take it out when
Kiddo came back. You should give it a try.”
Treyton took out three crystal goblets and poured a bit of red wine before handing one to Sherinan.
Sherman took the wine ss, first sniffing it, then slowly taking a small sip.
“It is indeed great wine!”
After the three of them clinked their sses, they downed their drinks in one gulp.
The night went on as they continued to toast and refill their cups.
Eventually, Sherman was beginning to show a hint of tipsiness. As he looked at Gwendolyn’s slightly
flushed cheeks, he deliberated for a moment.
“Gwendolyn, when I came over, Treyton told me about some stuff that happened to you. How have you
been doing these past few years? That man, he…