Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Samantha didn’t fare any better as she entered. She received an unintended slap from Louis.

Gwendolyn instructed Ezra to bring a small sofa and place it across the coffee table. She then seated

each of the three individuals on separate couches.

The Lane family’s butlers and servants quietly gathered near the doorway, observing the spectacle.

They were surprised to see Gwendolyn seated in the central position, as if she were more like the

owner than anyone from the Lane family, exerting absolute dominance.

She leaned back gently, resting against the back of the sofa, and cast a fleeting gaze at the three

individuals across from her. With her slender and fair hand, she lightly applauded.

“How splendid it is to start my day with such a family drama.”

Shirley’s face swelled from the beating, causing her pain whenever she moved her mouth. As she

tidied her appearance, she glared at Gwendolyn with resentment.

Samantha glared at Gwendolyn with an evil look and took the lead to speak. “Don’t think the Lane

family can be easily brought down! I won’t let these matters go so easily! I’ll get back at you for

everything in the future! Don’t get too smug too soon!”

Gwendolyn chuckled upon hearing Samantha’s words. “Get back at me? Unfortunately, I’m afraid you

won’t have that opportunity.”

Samantha was momentarily stunned by Gwendolyn’s cold and arrogant gaze. She felt a hint of

inexplicable unease.

“What do you mean?”

Gwendolyn glanced at Ezra but directed her words at Samantha. “Come, let’s have a look at the gift I

have prepared for you.”

Ezra understood her meaning and stepped forward, placing a document on the table.

“Ms. Lane, this document contains evidence of your involvement in the kidnapping and attempted

murder of Charmaine, a former trainee of the talent show. This one shows your embezzlement of eight

billion and eight hundred million from Wright Construction Group’s funds. Ms. Shalders is now the head

of Wright Construction Group and has the authority to reclaim that money from you. And this document

is…”

Ezra spent a solid five minutes meticulously recounting Samantha’s clandestine deeds.

Samantha stared at the pile of papers in shock.

How did this wicked woman manage to uncover all my private matters in such a short time?

This is impossible!

Samantha rushed to the coffee table and tore the evidence into tiny pieces. It seemed like an outlet for

her anger as she ripped the papers with force, her expression contorted with ferocity.

Gwendolyn calmly observed Samantha tearing the papers. She waited until Samantha had finished

before speaking indifferently. “Ms. Lane, you seem to enjoy tearing things apart. I’ve prepared plenty of

copies. You can tear them to your heart’s content.”

Justin swiftly retrieved a large box behind the sofa and heavily put it on the coffee table. He opened the

box before everyone and grabbed a stack of papers, flinging them toward the Lane family trio.

Ezra joined in the fun and scattered the papers around. Before long, the spacious living room of the

Lane residence was covered in scattered sheets, completely filling the floor.

Unable to utter a single word, Samantha was so angry that she felt like she would vomit.

Gwendolyn’s eyes sparkled in amusement as she delivered the final blow in a gentle voice. “Come on,

keep tearing. If you don’t wear out your hands today, don’t even think about walking out of this villa’s

door on your feet.”

“You!”

Samantha had fallen into Gwendolyn’s hands several times before. Her legs felt weak at Gwendolyn’s

words. Since Louis was still unconscious, she could only plead for help with Shirley. She then threw

herself at Shirley’s feet.

“Mom! You must save me! She’s holding so much evidence against me. She won’t let me off easily!”

Shirley, who had already wiped the blood off her mouth and tidied her hair that Louis had messed up,

reluctantly regained her composed demeanor as a powerful career woman.

She gently touched Samantha’s face and turned to glare fiercely at Gwendolyn.

“So what if you have these so-called pieces of evidence? Last time, you brought a gang of people, and

the Lane family couldn’t match you. But today, you’ve only brought two.”

She smirked cunningly. “Since you’re here, don’t expect to leave the gates of the Lane residence

easily!”

With that, she signaled the Lane family’s bodyguards, and they swiftly descended from various parts of

the villa. Soon, thirty bodyguards surrounded the people in the living room.

Since Gwendolyn barged in the previous time, Shirley has learned her lesson and deliberately hired a

larger group of bodyguards.

Little did she know they would come in handy so soon.

Regardless of the recent plummet in Lane Group’s stock prices and the substantial losses they

incurred, as long as she was still around, the Lane family’s connections in Fairlake would remain, and

the Lane family would eventually rise again!

Shirley felt triumphant. “Last time, you smashed my luxury car and injured Sammy with a knife. Since

you’ve come uninvited today, I’ll start by stabbing you a hundred times! Attack!”

The Lane family’s bodyguards immediately surged forward.

Ezra and Justin swiftly positioned themselves in front of Gwendolyn to protect her.

Gwendolyn chuckled lightly and coldly locked eyes with Shirley. “Mrs. Lane, do you really think that I

came unprepared?” With that, she raised her hand and clapped twice.

Previously surrounded by housekeepers, the entrance suddenly cleared a path as if by its own accord.

Shirley and Samantha had a sinking feeling and turned their gaze toward the entrance.

A handsome man dressed in solemn military attire walked in. He emanated a strong presence and

overwhelming aura.

Behind him, a group of police officers swiftly mobilized, surrounding the entire hall.