Chapter 122
Chapter 122 A Helping Hand
What are they here for?
Maverick froze in ce, glowering at the duo behind Gwendolyn.
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At that moment, Sherman’s visage mirrored that of Maverick’s. The former could barely conceal the
animosity and hatred in his eyes.
Treyton, too, regarded Maverick with an unkind countenance.
It was as though they were having a staredown with one another. Neither of them had the slightest
intention of averting their gazes.
Gwendolyn sensed the hostility in the air and could not help but roll her eyes. Must these men be this
childish?
If looks could kill, they would have already murdered one another hundreds of times.
She let out a sigh and thought for a moment before directing her line of sight at Maverick. “You don’t
need to cook today, and there’s not much you can help with here. The leaves in the garden have been
falling like crazytely, so why don’t you go sweep them?”
Me? Go outside to sweep the fallen leaves and leave her chitchatting with these two? I could let it go if
it was only Treyton, but on what grounds does Sherman get to stay?
Maverick’s face darkened. He refused to move a muscle.
Gwendolyn walked away to fetch a bottle of fine red wine from the liquor cab, but when she turned
around, she found Maverick still standing in the same spot. She urged him, “Hurry up! If you can’t walk,
I’ll summon Ryan and let him push you there.”
It looks like I really have to go.
Maverick’s mien was as grim as death. On his way out, he mmed the door with all his might,
seemingly venting his dissatisfaction.
Pointing at the door, Treyton turned to Gwendolyn andined. “Just look at him! He has such a
bad temper! The cheek of him to throw a tantrum in front of you. He really deserves a beating”
Gwendolyn, in turn, pursed her lips and smiled. “Ignore him. Sooner orter, I’ll make sure he learns
how to behave.”
Treyton did not react to that remark. Sherman, however, had displeasure written all over his face. “He’s
full of pride, Gwendolyn. Even a ferocious wild beast will back off when it’s injured, but once it seizes
an opening, it’ll bite back. Look at how he hurt you this time! Isn’t it obvious that he premeditated all
this? It’d be toote if you failed to teach him a lesson and wound up hurting yourself instead.”
Treyton nodded in agreement as well.
As Gwendolyn opened the refrigerator to look for ingredients, sheughed and said, “Don’t worry. I
know what I’m doing.”
In the garden, Maverick’s mind wandered as he swept the ground. Curiosity got the better of him when
he pondered how Gwendolyn would interact with other men.
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He slowly paced toward the edge of the window and peeked through the ss, only to find an
extremely harmonious scene at the dining table. Gwendolyn was all smiles, appearing to be happy
from the bottom of her heart.
He remembered she had also been full ofughter in the first year of their marriage. She had always
had a sweet smile ying about her lips, and her eyes would shine with affection whenever they were
together.
He could only wonder when exactly all her smiles began to fade away.
Worse still, her gaze was incredibly frosty and indifferent every time she looked at him.
Ever since the divorce, she had be breathtakingly gorgeous and distant, exuding an air of nobility
and nonchnce. No matter what difficulties she encountered, she always remained poised and
confident.
Is this her true self, after all?
Maverick felt a tightness in his chest as a suffocating sensation crept up on him. He could not quite
describe the feeling, but it was rather ufortable,
As he was deep in thought, he suddenly saw Elven hurriedly push open the door to the living room and
stride toward Gwendolyn to say something to her.
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Unconcerned, Maverick looked away and was about to continue sweeping the fallen leaves when he
noticed Elven stepping out and walking in his direction.
“Mr. Wright, Mrs. Wright fell down the stairs at the Wright residence. She asked to see you. Please
follow me to the car.”
Frida fell down? But it’s only been a few days! How could she suddenly fall down the stairs?
“All right.”
Maverick nced back through the window at that group of three inside the house who were chatting
cheerily. A hint of mixed emotions flitted across his dark eyes. Then, he followed Elven to the Wright
residence.
Frida had been sent to her previous private ward to recuperate. With a cast on her leg, shey in bed in
a daze, bored out of her mind.
Upon hearing the sound of the door opening, she looked up and caught sight of her beloved son. Tears
immediately welled up in her eyes.
“Mave! I thought I’d never get to see you again…” she wailed.
Maverick gently tapped Frida’s leg in the cast, and Frida instantly cried out in pain.
Seeing that woman’s exaggerated reaction, Maverick could tell what was going on. He walked to the
chair beside the bed and took a seat.
“How on earth did you fall for no reason?”
Aggrieved, Frida wanted to exin when her gazended on Elven standing behind her son. “Young
man, I haven’t seen my son for so long, and I’d like to have a word with him alone. It won’t take too
long, is that okay?”
Elven hesitated for a moment and did not take a step.
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Maverick turned around and reassured, “Don’t worry. I won’t make things difficult for you. I’ll just have a
quick chat with my mom.”
Thest time he was beaten up, it was Elven who had to carry out the orders. Although Maverick was
currently serving under Gwendolyn. Elven was somewhat in awe of Maverick’s dignity, so he chose not
to put Maverick in a tough spot. Spinning on his heel, he exited the ward and closed the door behind
him.
As soon as Elven left, Maverick asked, “Tell me, what’s the deal with your injury? I just checked it out,
and it’s not as serious as your wailing made it seem.”
A chuckle escaped Frida on that note.
“It’s true that I slipped and fell down the stairs by ident. I stumbled about five or six steps, really. It’s
not a big deal, but if it weren’t for this incident, how could I have had the chance to catch a glimpse of
your face?”
“How did you make people think that you’re gravely injured?”
Frida returned a mysterious smirk and whispered close to his ear, “I naturally have a way of doing this,
but that’s not the point right now. Maverick, how’s the progress on the matter I mentioned to you
previously?”
Maverick frowned at that. “What was that again?”
Erida gently pushed his forehead with her finger. She was exasperated that her son could not meet her
expectations.
ncing outside the door, she uttered softly, “Bedding the woman!”
Maverick’s expression darkened on the spot while his dark eyes turned as cold as the winter.
“There’s absolutely no way this could happen. I don’t want to hear it from you for the third time, and
you’d better not mention it to anybody else.”
That warning did nothing except frustrate Frida.
Judging from the current circumstance, should they fail to win Gwendolyn over, their entire family might
be stuck as housekeepers for the rest of their lives. She had endured enough humiliationtely and
needed to find a way out to reim Wright Construction Group and the Wright residence as soon as
possible.
As for that clueless, silly son of hers, she reckoned that she must offer him a helping hand.
“Fine. I won’t talk about it anymore,” she agreed with a grin.
Aftering up with an idea in her head, she picked up the cup of water from the table and feigned to
take a sip.
As she put Maverick.
the cup back in ce, she pretended that it slipped out of her hand and spilled water on
“Oh, dear! I’m sorry, Maverick. It must’ve slipped from my hand. Let me help you clean it up,” she said
while wiping the water droplets off Maverick’s clothes. As Maverick was busy cleaning the stains, she
quickly slipped two small packages into his pocket.
Maverick watched his mother wipe the stains for quite some time, only to mess up his white shirt event
more. Worried that she might discover the wound on his back, he rose to his feet and went to the
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bathroom in the private ward to clean up a bit.
All of a sudden, he heard the familiar sound of a bird chirping.
It must be Nico.
Wearing a serious expression. Maverick began to contemte ways to meet up with Nico.
Gwendolyn had only assigned Elven to keep an eye on him. He wondered if it was because she had
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lowered her guard toward him or she was simply too busy having a meal with Sherman and Treyton,
thus leaving her no time to make other arrangements.
Either way, that only presented him with a great opportunity.
The moment he came out of the bathroom, someone pushed open the door to the ward at the same
time.
A man d in the housekeeper’s uniform stepped inside, carefully closing the door behind him.
As that man turned around, his face came into sight. It was none other than Nico.