Chapter 215


    Chapter 215 Congrattions


    As much as Elven felt sympathy for her, he still had to drag her back to reality. “Please return to your


    senses, Ms. Harris. Mr. Wright is gone. His ashes are buried in Faike’s cemetery. You visited him


    countless times over the past six months. Don’t you remember?”


    Gwendolyn froze while self-doubt settled on her countenance.


    “Please stop torturing yourself, Ms. Harris. Mr. Wright’s nevering back, so just let it go. Your eyes


    were just ying tricks on you!” While speaking, he resisted the urge to sob.


    He’s right. Why would someone who’s been dead for half a year show up here? I must’ve gone mad…


    Tears welled in Gwendolyn’s eyes as she clutched her heart. This hurts so much… I feel like I’m


    suffocating.


    Affected by her sorrow, Elven teared up too. “You’re drunk, Ms. Harris. Let’s go. William and the others


    have booked hotel rooms for us. Let’s return early to rest.”


    Gwendolyn slumped weakly like a deted balloon after getting her hopes up for nothing.


    After what happened, she was no longer in the mood to stay at the gathering. Thus, she took up


    Elven’s suggestion and returned to the hotel.


    Just as they headed downstairs, Nico stepped out of another elevator and casually ambled into the VIP


    room furthest down the corridor.


    Upon arriving at her hotel room, Gwendolyn entered the bathroom and turned the water flow setting to


    max.


    The water was scalding, but she felt cold because her heart had gone numb.


    She hoped the shower would help her pull herself together as her tears joined the hot water.


    In her mind, she kept telling herself that Maverick had died for her and would never return.


    Standing outside Gwendolyn’s room, William and Ezra were still wondering about the expression she


    had when she returned. “Wasn’t Ms. Harris’ mood still stable when she attended the gathering? Why


    did she look like that when she came back? What happened?”


    Elven sighed. “She got drunk and saw someone with a simr figure to Mr. Wright, which reminded her


    of her loss.”


    The others sighed in unison upon hearing that.


    The next day, when Gwendolyn woke up, she had regained her senses.


    After setting her terrible mood from yesterday aside, she returned to the Harris residence.


    The ancestor of the Harris family had bought the entire Mount Tranquil, located on Salinsburgh’s


    outskirts. Thus, the humongous Harris residence was surrounded by nature and had an incredible view


    of the area all year round.


    Gwendolyn’s uncles, Gideon and Hector, lived in buildings located halfway up the mountain. Even so,


    she ignored them and drove straight to Marcus’ residence at the top.


    Leif, the Harris family’s butler, was already waiting for her at the vi entrance.


    Upon witnessing her arrival, he swiftly approached her vehicle and opened the door for her. “You’re


    finally back, Ms. Gwendolyn. Mr. Marcus missed you. He’s waiting for you in his study.”


    “Okay. Thanks for your hard work, Leif,” replied Gwendolyn.


    Her words ttered him. “It’s nothing, Ms. Gwendolyn.” Then he turned and noticed the bodyguards


    weren’t carrying anything. “Why didn’t you bring any luggage with you, Ms. Gwendolyn?”


    She responded, “I’m only here to visit my father. I’m not staying.” Too many awful people are living


    here. I doubt I’ll be able to sleep at night.


    Just as she arrived at the door, she heard someone descending the stairs in high heels.


    It was Lori, wearing a limited-edition, skin-tight, yellow dress and delicate makeup. Every step she


    took was graceful.


    She seemed more like Gwendolyn’s sister than her stepmother, as she was thirty years old and took


    great care of her skin.


    Gwendolyn peered at Lori coldly when thetter made eye contact with her. Secondster, she


    looked away and headed upstairs.


    Displeased, Lori furrowed her eyebrows and blocked Gwendolyn’s path. “You’re not even going to


    greet me? It seems like you’ve forgotten your manners in the years you weren’t around, Ms. Harris. I


    should’ve expected nothing less from someone who spent years in an orphanage.”


    Instead of being provoked, Gwendolyn grinned. “You really think you’re thedy of the house after


    staying here for a long time, huh? Do you really think you’re worthy of my respect?”


    ring at Gwendolyn viciously, Lori gritted her teeth. “Why not? I’m technically your mother!”


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    Gwendolyn tutted arrogantly. “Don’t you feel disgusted calling yourself my mother, even though you’re


    only three years older than me?”


    Then, she whispered next to Lori’s ear. “You should cherish your current wealthy life. After all, I’ll be


    inheriting all the Harris family’s assets while you’ll be getting kicked out.”


    “You!” eximed Lori furiously. Even though it has been years, she’s still as arrogant as before! I


    want to tear her mouth apart!


    Suddenly, a thought entered her mind, calming her down.


    She smiled smugly. “I should congratte you. You see, Old Mr. Jenson paid us a visitst night, and


    your father has agreed to his marriage proposal. You’re getting married again.”


    “What?” Gwendolyn’s expression shifted. “My father engaged me to someone? How can he do this


    without asking me about it?”


    Lori lifted her chin haughtily. “You should ask him that yourself.”


    With a scowl, Gwendolyn bolted to the study instead of arguing with Lori.


    Lori was delighted to see that.


    I heard the eldest grandson of the Jenson family is a cruel man with a temper. Old Mr. Jenson tried


    forcing women to his bed, but they all left the room unconscious, carried out by others. Some of them


    even have injuries on their bodies. I bet he has a habit of torturing women. Additionally, his face is said


    to have been ruined on the battlefield, turning him hideous. Covering her mouth, she snickered. It’ll be


    satisfying to see that little b*tch marry a man like that!


    In a jubnt mood, she strolled into the kitchen to see if her food was ready.


    Gwendolyn’s rage built up during her short journey to the study.


    Before she could utter any questions, she saw the white-bearded, weathered-face Marcus in a


    wheelchair.


    When he saw her, tears of joy welled in his eyes. “Come over here, Honey. Let me take a look at you.


    Did you get thinner?”


    Aplex range of emotions surged within Gwendolyn as she moved to squat next to his wheelchair.


    “What’s wrong with your legs, Dad? I remember you doing fine before I left.”


    Marcus smiled. “I’m an old man now, Gwendolyn. It’s normal for me to have issues with my body. I


    missed you every day. Now that you’re back, can you stay in the Harris residence and keep me


    company?”


    Gwendolyn’s heart wrenched at his words while she massaged his legs. “Okay, I’ll stay here, but not


    often. You know Lori and I don’t get along with each other.”


    “She’s your stepmother.”


    “She is not! If you bring it up again, I’ll get angry!”


    “Okay, okay, I won’t do it again.” Gazing at her lovingly, he touched her face with his wrinkled hand.


    He proceeded to ask her about how she had been doing.


    Both of them conversed harmoniously.


    Suddenly, Gwendolyn recalled the matter Lori mentioned. “Earlier, that woman told me you engaged


    me to someone. Is that true?”


    Well, since she already knows about it… Marcus answered, “Yes, it’s true. Last night, Old Mr. Jenson


    came asking about it, and I agreed to it. His eldest grandson, Cedrick Jenson, is a pretty good man. I


    like him. He…”


    Not a single praise Marcus had for Cedrick entered her ears.


    In fact, she fell into a deep thought. Cedrick! Why is it him again? Did I piss someone off? Why does


    his name keep showing up around me? I hate it!