Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Missing? Gwendolyn was puzzled.

She furrowed her brow. “How could someone who was in prison just disappear like that?”

William shook his head. “She disappeared during the half-hour activity time after dinner yesterday. It

was as if she had evaporated from the face of the earth, leaving no trace behind.”

“No trace?” Gwendolyn chuckled and responded, “How could an adult just disappear into thin air? It’s

impossible not to find any leads. We must investigate thoroughly! Who has visited her recently? How

long did they stay? We need to examine every detail and not leave anything out!”

“Understood,” replied William.

“Hold on.” As William was about to leave, Gwendolyn called out to him. Looking very serious, she said,

“Go and check all the recent records of Noah’s visits.”

“Do you suspect…” Before William could finish speaking, Gwendolyn’s gaze grew colder and colder.

I hope I’m just overthinking it.

That afternoon, the rain poured heavily.

As sunset approached, the rain not only didn’t stop, but it grew even heavier.

The heavy rain splattered against the windowpane, making it appear as if the once unblemished glass

was now divided into a series of cracks.

The weather was terribly gloomy as if silently conveying something.

Gwendolyn stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing out at the rain with a blank expression while her

mind raced with unknown thoughts.

William was busy the entire morning and afternoon, only returning to report to Gwendolyn as evening

approached. “Ms. Shalders, I’ve thoroughly checked all the records and found that in the past month

and a half, only one person has visited both Natasha and Noah separately.”

Gwendolyn’s face darkened. “Who?”

“It’s… Nico.” William handed her the documents respectfully and continued, “And not long ago, Noah

disappeared from prison for an hour. It’s said that he accidentally wandered into the freezer and was

locked in by the staff before they left, but…”

“But what?” Gwendolyn asked impatiently.

“When he was found, he was covered in blood and had numerous wounds. It seemed like he had been

beaten with something like a horsewhip or a similar object… And apparently, Noah and Nico are both

under Mr. Wright’s command,” William continued.

Gwendolyn furrowed her brows as she listened. “Why is this only being reported now?”

“It was thought to be just an accidental locking in the freezer at the time. Plus, he was only beaten up

because he had a feud with one of the gang leaders in prison. Since he wasn’t actually missing,

everyone thought it wasn’t a big issue.” William answered.

Where would the prison get whips like that? It’s obvious that he was taken out and then brought back!

The meaning of this is self-evident, Gwendolyn thought.

She suddenly recalled the unusual behavior of Maverick when they returned to Bay Villa yesterday

afternoon.

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but suspect that he was deliberately stalling her, and perhaps he was afraid

that she would discover Natasha’s disappearance.

She checked the investigation form and found that Natasha had disappeared during that exact period.

The coincidence was too much to ignore.

Then when she returned to Bay Villa, Maverick had a look of joy on his face again.

Perhaps he was celebrating Natasha’s successful escape from prison.

Haha. I thought he had sincerely repented during this period of time, but it turns out that it was all to

divert my attention and save Natasha. All that talk about taking responsibility for one’s mistakes and

facing the consequences was just a load of crap, except when it comes to protecting Natasha, huh? It’s

unreasonable! The more Gwendolyn thought about it, the angrier she got, and she fiercely knocked

over a stack of file folders on the edge of the table onto the ground.

With a loud clatter, the entire room was left in disarray.

“Ms. Shalders…” William was taken aback as he witnessed Gwendolyn’s outburst for the first time, and

he took two steps back in fear.

Gwendolyn narrowed her eyes coldly. “Return to the villa!”

To prevent her from driving recklessly in her anger, William took on the role of the driver.

The rain was pouring down in torrents, creating a loud and distracting noise against the car window.

As the rain poured down relentlessly, Gwendolyn’s anger only grew worse, fueled by the unrelenting

downpour.

When they arrived at the villa, William was about to grab an umbrella and help Gwendolyn out of the

car, but he saw that she had already gotten out on her own and walked under the rain into the garden.

William was shocked and hurriedly followed her. “Ms. Shalders! Let me hold the umbrella for you! You

don’t want to catch a cold!”

In the villa, Maverick was cooking in the kitchen when he suddenly heard William’s shout, catching him

off guard.

Checking the time, Maverick realized that Gwendolyn had arrived home twenty minutes earlier than

usual today. He was delighted and washed his hands after cutting the vegetables before heading out to

welcome her.

Stepping out of the kitchen, Maverick was greeted by the sight of Gwendolyn opening the door and

entering the villa, with her clothes and hair drenched in rain and her slender shoulders completely wet.

Maverick quickly went to the bathroom and grabbed a clean towel to help Gwendolyn dry herself. “Did

you forget to bring an umbrella? Why did you walk in the rain? It’s getting colder these days, so be

careful not to catch a cold. I’ll make you a bowl of soup later, okay?”

Not saying a word, Gwendolyn observed Maverick intently, her lips firmly pressed together.

As he spouts words of care for me, his face shows no traces of embarrassment. The affection and love

in his eyes are almost completely undisguised.

He’s trying to divert me and seek the opportunity to rescue Natasha. What a clever tactic! His acting is

impressive! Gwendolyn suppressed her anger and kept her thoughts to herself.

Noticing that Gwendolyn’s mood was progressively deteriorating, Maverick found it peculiar and asked,

“Gwendolyn, what’s wrong?”

Gwendolyn’s lips curled into a smile, but her eyes betrayed a sense of coldness. “There are too many

fallen leaves outside in the garden. You should go and sweep them up.”

Maverick glanced out the window subconsciously. “But it’s raining heavily outside…”

“Come back inside once you’re done sweeping.” Ignoring Maverick’s words, Gwendolyn turned and

headed upstairs.

Maverick sensed that something was off with Gwendolyn’s mood that night. Perhaps she was dealing

with some sort of frustrating situation and needed to vent to him.

He let out a helpless smile and went to the backyard to get a broom, then started sweeping the fallen

leaves.

Just minutes after stepping out into the rain, he was completely drenched.

With o loud clotter, the entire room wos left in disorroy.

“Ms. Sholders…” Williom wos token obock os he witnessed Gwendolyn’s outburst for the first time, ond

he took two steps bock in feor.

Gwendolyn norrowed her eyes coldly. “Return to the villo!”

To prevent her from driving recklessly in her onger, Williom took on the role of the driver.

The roin wos pouring down in torrents, creoting o loud ond distrocting noise ogoinst the cor window.