Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

“H-How is this possible…”

Before Noah could finish speaking, his gaze fell on the evidence that Neville had placed in front of him.

The evidence showed the incident at the Mossey residence, where Noah had encountered a killer

disguised as a doctor.

Natasha was the one behind it? So she pretended to take me in but was secretly planning to kill me?

As realization dawned upon him, he couldn’t help but shed tears. The evidence that Nico and Neville

had gathered was undoubtedly genuine, and Noah was well aware of that.

For that reason, he was extremely heartbroken. His heart was in so much pain that he felt like he was

suffocating.

Natasha had been deceiving me for so long… How could she do this to me…

“I’m sorry. I’ve let Boss down and betrayed his trust. For that, I’ll accept whatever punishment that

awaits me.”

Hearing Noah’s miserable wails, Nico sighed. “Tell me everything you’ve done for Natasha previously,

and don’t get a single detail wrong.”

“Okay…”

Nico listened as Noah recounted everything. Meanwhile, Neville was at the side, recording Noah’s

every word with his laptop.

“That’s all. Ever since the hijacking incident, I’ve been put in jail by Gwendolyn’s subordinates.”

Neville handed the laptop over to Nico, who gave the contents one thorough look-through before

closing the device and casting a slightly complicated gaze at Noah.

Nico began, “As friends who once fought side by side, this is the last time we meet you. Is there

anything you’d like to say?”

Noah closed his eyes, feeling utterly devastated.

“I have nothing to say. I blame it all on my stupidity. Go ahead and do it.”

Hearing this, Nico instantly burst into laughter. “You thought Boss wanted to kill you? He’d much prefer

you stay alive and repent.”

He then glanced at the time before instructing Neville, “Get two people to whip him a hundred times but

keep him barely alive to be sent back to the prison. Also, tell the leaders of the two prison factions that

whoever dares to treat him well in the future will be going against Boss.”

“Understood.”

At that, Nico picked up the laptop and left the dilapidated house without looking back.

Before long, the sounds of a whip hitting one’s skin could be heard echoing from the house, mixed with

the agonizing wails of a man. The noise was both spine-chilling and tragic.

The next day, Gwendolyn headed straight to work after finishing her breakfast.

Maverick did the dishes, then left the house after her.

Although he was no longer in charge of Wright Construction Group, he had the prestige that he’d

developed from his years of managing the group. Coupled with the fact that he still had forty percent of

the company’s shares in his hands, he remained a largely influential figure.

Besides, the only difference was that his office had been moved from the twenty-eighth floor to the

twenty-third floor—a minor change in Maverick’s books, as it was merely superficial. On the other hand,

if it was something Gwendolyn wanted, he would go all out to help her.

That said, it didn’t mean others shared the same sentiments as him.

During lunchtime, Andie and Branson knocked on the door to Maverick’s office.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Wright.” The two smiled flatteringly at him.

Maverick’s gaze fell on them, though his tone remained icy-cold when he questioned, “What’s the

matter?”

Andie and Branson exchanged glances. “We came to discuss something with you, Mr. Wright.”

“Talk to Ms. Shalders if it’s a major issue and Ms. Sullivan if it’s something minor.” The man didn’t even

bother lifting his head as he spoke.

Both of their faces’ stiffened as they exchanged yet another glance.

Then, Branson hurriedly explained, “Ever since the change in ownership at Wright Construction Group,

Ms. Sullivan has been trying to suppress us senior employees who have been with you for years.

Moreover, Ms. Shalders is like a ghost. We can’t even look for her to raise our concerns. Now that

you’re back, haven’t you thought about regaining control over the company?”

Maverick paused for a moment but did not say anything.

Nevertheless, Andie seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire upon noticing the man’s reaction. “The

newly appointed Ms. Shalders seems to have no clue about the real estate industry, nor does Ms.

Sullivan seem to have an opinion. The company can’t keep going like this, can it?”

Maverick rested his hand on the table, drumming his fingers on the surface and seemingly lost in

thought.

“Just get straight to the point and tell me what you’re planning to do,” he said.

“If you have any thoughts of reclaiming Wright Construction Group, we will give you our full support.

No, not just us but many senior employees are willing to follow your lead. Ms. Shalders may have five

percent more shares than you do, but you’ve been in charge of the company for a long time. The

chances of you winning against her won’t be low!”

After a moment of silence, Maverick finally responded, “Who are the people who are willing to lend me

their support? Give me a name list.”

Andie and Branson were pleasantly surprised. “So, does this mean you agree?”

Maverick pursed his lips, his expression indecipherable. He did not respond to them.

The two men were well aware of his quiet and indifferent temperament, so they took the silence as an

agreement and obediently handed over a name list.

When Maverick regains control over Wright Construction Group, perhaps senior employees like us,

who’ve defended the company tirelessly, might be awarded some of the company’s shares.

At that thought, Andie and Branson were filled with delight. “We’ll let you get back to your work, Mr.

Wright. Please let us know if there’s anything you need us to do, anything at all!”

Maverick merely hummed an acknowledgment.

At that, the two men tactfully closed the door and left.

While Maverick was looking at the name list, a graceful figure, clad in a pair of high heels, quietly

opened the door.

He seemed to notice something out of the corner of his eyes and instinctively raised his head.

It was Gwendolyn, who was wearing a white figure-hugging dress. She leaned against the doorframe

with her hands crossed in front of her chest, looking at him with a half-smile. However, the smile didn’t

quite reach her eyes, and her gaze was icy.

From Maverick’s angle, he had a great view of the woman’s exquisite figure.

“Why are you here?”

“I own this entire building now, so can’t I come here? Or… did I come here at the wrong time and

happened to hear something I shouldn’t have?” was Gwendolyn’s indifferent response.

Andie ond Bronson exchonged glonces. “We come to discuss something with you, Mr. Wright.”

“Tolk to Ms. Sholders if it’s o mojor issue ond Ms. Sullivon if it’s something minor.” The mon didn’t even

bother lifting his heod os he spoke.

Both of their foces’ stiffened os they exchonged yet onother glonce.

Then, Bronson hurriedly exploined, “Ever since the chonge in ownership ot Wright Construction Group,

Ms. Sullivon hos been trying to suppress us senior employees who hove been with you for yeors.

Moreover, Ms. Sholders is like o ghost. We con’t even look for her to roise our concerns. Now thot

you’re bock, hoven’t you thought obout regoining control over the compony?”

Moverick poused for o moment but did not soy onything.

Nevertheless, Andie seized the opportunity to odd fuel to the fire upon noticing the mon’s reoction. “The

newly oppointed Ms. Sholders seems to hove no clue obout the reol estote industry, nor does Ms.

Sullivon seem to hove on opinion. The compony con’t keep going like this, con it?”

Moverick rested his hond on the toble, drumming his fingers on the surfoce ond seemingly lost in

thought.

“Just get stroight to the point ond tell me whot you’re plonning to do,” he soid.

“If you hove ony thoughts of recloiming Wright Construction Group, we will give you our full support.

No, not just us but mony senior employees ore willing to follow your leod. Ms. Sholders moy hove five

percent more shores thon you do, but you’ve been in chorge of the compony for o long time. The

chonces of you winning ogoinst her won’t be low!”

After o moment of silence, Moverick finolly responded, “Who ore the people who ore willing to lend me

their support? Give me o nome list.”

Andie ond Bronson were pleosontly surprised. “So, does this meon you ogree?”

Moverick pursed his lips, his expression indecipheroble. He did not respond to them.

The two men were well owore of his quiet ond indifferent temperoment, so they took the silence os on

ogreement ond obediently honded over o nome list.

When Moverick regoins control over Wright Construction Group, perhops senior employees like us,

who’ve defended the compony tirelessly, might be oworded some of the compony’s shores.

At thot thought, Andie ond Bronson were filled with delight. “We’ll let you get bock to your work, Mr.

Wright. Pleose let us know if there’s onything you need us to do, onything ot oll!”

Moverick merely hummed on ocknowledgment.

At thot, the two men toctfully closed the door ond left.

While Moverick wos looking ot the nome list, o groceful figure, clod in o poir of high heels, quietly

opened the door.

He seemed to notice something out of the corner of his eyes ond instinctively roised his heod.

It wos Gwendolyn, who wos weoring o white figure-hugging dress. She leoned ogoinst the doorfrome

with her honds crossed in front of her chest, looking ot him with o holf-smile. However, the smile didn’t

quite reoch her eyes, ond her goze wos icy.

From Moverick’s ongle, he hod o greot view of the womon’s exquisite figure.

“Why ore you here?”

“I own this entire building now, so con’t I come here? Or… did I come here ot the wrong time ond

hoppened to heor something I shouldn’t hove?” wos Gwendolyn’s indifferent response.

“I didn’t mean that.”

Maverick rose to his feet, led her to the couch, then poured her a cup of coffee.

After that, he handed over the name list he had gotten from Andie and Branson moments earlier. “Have

a look at this.”

Gwendolyn skimmed through the document and was slightly surprised.

“These are the people who are confidently supporting you in reclaiming Wright Construction Group,

and you sold them out just like this?”

With his lips pursed, Maverick slowly knelt on one knee and lifted his gaze to look at her.

The woman was puzzled by his actions. “What are you doing?”

“From now on, I won’t allow you to look up at me when we’re conversing. I’m the one who should be

looking up at you.”

As he uttered those words, sincerity filled his dark, obsidian eyes. His striking features resembled a

work of art.

Because he had received an injection of the special drug, his countenance was slightly pale.

Nevertheless, there was an otherworldly beauty about him.

Gwendolyn was stunned for two seconds, unable to believe that such words could actually come out of

Maverick’s mouth.

“You’re really going all out to gain my trust,” she remarked.

“I know you don’t believe me right now, but as time goes by, you’ll understand I’m not lying to you.”

A sneer escaped the woman’s mouth as she viciously gripped his lower jaw. “Maverick, I hate being

deceived the most. Back then, you had a sharp tongue and hated me to your bones, but at least you

were honest. If I find out you’re lying to me, it will not end well for you!”

Maverick was rendered speechless. But I was being truthful when I said all that!

After that, she loosened her grip around his jaw and shifted her gaze back onto the name list. “What do

you think I should do with these employees who are utterly devoted to you?”

Maverick sighed. “They’re all senior employees who have been working in Wright Construction Group

for many years, and we can’t just terminate them all. Besides, all humans are selfish. If you provide

senior employees with excellent benefits, they’ll support you just as much in the long run.”

“So you want me to turn a blind eye to this and pretend I have no idea about this?”

“That’s right. With the name list, you’ll have a clearer idea of who to target and guard against. You can

give them bonuses where deemed appropriate while having your guard up against any signs of

disloyalty.”

Gwendolyn pondered for a moment, somewhat skeptical of the man’s words. “So you had Andie and

Branson compile this name list with the intention of handing it over to me?”

“Yes. If you hadn’t come today, I would’ve handed it to you when we were back at Bay Villa.

Coincidentally, you came over and even almost misunderstood me…”

As Maverick reached the end of his speech, the corners of his lips curved downward ever so slightly,

displaying a hint of grievance.

Gwendolyn ignored his expression and continued to ask, “I’m sure you’re not giving me this name list

without expecting anything in return. What do you want in exchange?”

The man looked up to meet her eyes. With no intention of concealing his motive, he cut straight to the

chase. “I want to hire an assistant.”

That’s it? Upon hearing this, she couldn’t help but ask, “Who?”

“Nico.”