Gwendolyn frowned with a serious expression, obviously not believing her words.
Frida went on, “Actually, I don’t blame you for his death. It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t been so mean to you back then and had treated you well, maybe you wouldn’t have wanted a divorce, and he wouldn’t have to try to get back together with you…”
She could not bring herself to finish the sentence as tears rolled down her cheeks.
Gwendolyn handed her a box of tissues. Her eyes reddened again as she said with a lump in her throat, “Regardless of whether you are sincere this time, I will personally go to the Wright residence the day after tomorrow and return it to you. “
“Really?” Frida cried even harder. “I’m sorry. You’re such a good girl. I’m really sorry for not appreciating you in the past!”
Gwendolyn sighed and replied flatly, “I’m just not short of money or a house to live in, so you don’t need to thank me. Maverick has helped you pay off the grudges between you and me.”
Frida felt even more guilty as she sobbed so hard that her shoulders were heaving.
Seeing that, Gwendolyn walked up to her and gently patted her on the back to calm her down. Then, she said, “By the way, I accept his will, but I don’t have the energy to manage Wright Construction Group anymore.”
Frida stopped crying and looked up at her. “What is your plan?”
With a look of determination in her eyes, Gwendolyn replied, “If you trust me, I need you to be cruel for once.”
“What do you want to do?”
“You’ll find out the day after tomorrow.”
Frida met her gaze with suspicion and anticipation.
She now regretted pushing away such a good daughter-in-law back then, but she knew that regret was pointless.
In the next two days, Gwendolyn asked someone to find the best etiquette coach in Fairlake. Then, she went to the Wright residence with four bodyguards, including Elven, and the etiquette coach.
Frida and Sheralyn were still wearing the housekeeper uniforms in the Wright residence. When Gwendolyn arrived, they were cleaning the house.
The two of them had been behaving themselves recently. Hence, the housekeepers who used to vent their anger on them did not make things difficult for them anymore either.
Gwendolyn sat in the main seat of the living room drinking coffee, a property transfer agreement for the Wright residence on the coffee table.
When Frida showed up, Gwendolyn asked her to sit on the small couch on the side.
As soon as Sheralyn saw Gwendolyn, she immediately cursed, “You b*tch! How dare you come here again! It’s all your fault that our family ended up like this! You jinx! You—”
“Shut up!” Frida yelled in a stern voice.
Sheralyn was frustrated. “Mom, has something gotten into you recently? Why can’t I scold her? Why are you defending her? Are you still my mother?”
Frida sighed in disappointment, not bothering to reply to her daughter.
However, Gwendolyn was not angry as she said flatly, “You can scold me to your heart’s content after I’m done talking.”
I can’t believe she’s actually letting me scold her however I want. Baffled, Sheralyn asked, “What do you want to talk about?”
Glancing at the document on the table, Gwendolyn declared, “I can return the Wright residence to you and even transfer my forty percent shares of Wright Construction Group to you and forty-five percent to your future children.”
Sheralyn was stupefied. “Would you be so kind?”
“But I have some conditions. The shares will be transferred to you after you are capable of running Wright Construction Group, while I’ll only let Mrs. Wright sign the transfer agreement for the Wright residence after you meet all the conditions.”
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