Quinton and William were asked by Gwendolyn to wait at a gazebo fifty meters away from the cemetery. Therefore, they couldn’t see what was happening inside.
They had waited for an hour, but she still hadn’t left.
Unable to stifle his worry any longer, William bolted into the cemetery.
More than a dozen steps later, he was taken aback by the scene before him.
Gwendolyn was lying against the tombstone, looking as if she had fallen asleep.
As she didn’t have an umbrella, her head and body were covered in snow, making her look tragically beautiful instead of wretched.
William was aware of how Gwendolyn had always loved Maverick, even if she insisted otherwise.
Unfortunately, Maverick was dead, so it didn’t matter what she said anymore.
Nico was gone, too. Before he left, he bade the bodyguards goodbye, saying he likely wouldn’t return to Fairlake again.
Sighing, William reminisced about the time they spent together playing poker.
Upon pushing his thoughts aside, he trotted toward Gwendolyn with an umbrella and wiped the unmelted snowflakes on her body away. “It’s getting late, Ms. Harris. We should return home. Don’t you need to check up on Ms. Wright’s work progress later in the afternoon?”
Wordlessly, Gwendolyn opened her eyes and left the cemetery.
Upon returning to Wright Construction Group, she saw Sheralyn already waiting in her office.
Before sitting in her chair, Gwendolyn swiftly removed her fur coat as the heater in the office was turned on.
Sheralyn fearfully delivered the business proposal she had spent all night writing to Gwendolyn.
Expressionlessly, Gwendolyn accepted the proposal and read through it carefully. Occasionally, she’d circle something on the paper with a red pen while cruelly judging Sheralyn’s work. “This is wrong. This sentence is too confusing and incoherent. I mentioned before these proposals must be written concisely and be easily understood. There are a few wrong words here and here. Whenever you finish writing, you need to check it multiple times instead of being cursory…”
The more Sheralyn listened to Gwendolyn’s critique, the more awful she felt.
Pouting, she stretched her opened palms toward Gwendolyn. “I get it. I’ll be careful next time. Go ahead and hit me.”
In response, Gwendolyn stared at her with great intrigue.
Sheralyn lowered her head, staring at her toes, and gulped anxiously. When she heard Gwendolyn opening a drawer, her body stiffened, and she closed her eyes, waiting for the immense pain to arrive.
However, it never did.
Puzzled, she opened her eyes and saw Gwendolyn had placed a chocolate candy in her hand.
“This is your first time proactively accepting your punishment, so instead of hitting you, I’ve decided to reward your good behavior today,” explained Gwendolyn.
“Really?” Sheralyn was overjoyed to hear she wouldn’t be punished. As she peered at Gwendolyn, she found the latter less irritating. “Thank you, Gwendolyn! You’re the best! I’ll be sure to learn well!”
“Mhm, you may leave now.”
Elated, Sheralyn left with the candy.
As Gwendolyn stared at Sheralyn’s back, she shook her head resignedly. Honestly, I have no experience I can draw from to educate Sheralyn, considering I’ve never raised a child before and am the youngest in my family. Although, that doesn’t mean I’ve never seen how others have done it. I think this is how Treyton guided me in the past. Not too strict, but not too lenient as well. Punish first, then reward. It’s best to strike a perfect balance between being stern and kind.
Two months later, Sheralyn had made significant progress. She didn’t learn that quickly, but she was focused.
When Gwendolyn checked Sheralyn’s business proposal, she couldn’t spot any mistakes. Contented, Gwendolyn suggested, “Well done. Next time, I’ll hand a project to you. Try doing it alone.”
Three months later, Sheralyn and Ajax held a big wedding at a church in Fairlake.
On the same day, Gwendolyn handed the Wright Construction Group shares in her possession to Sheralyn.
Before the ceremony began, various business partners and CEOs gathered around the giant cake on the lawn, chatting and drinking.
Gwendolyn never enjoyed those events, so she sat quietly at a small table with Joaquin.
The Mossey family was invited too. When Jerome and Madelyn arrived, they chatted with Gwendolyn, as it had been a while since they met.
Gwendolyn was sharp enough to notice Inez wasn’t present.
With a resigned smile, Madelyn explained, “She’s a stubborn child. No matter how much her father and I persuaded her, she went straight to Lightspring the moment her leg recovered.”
Lightspring? Gwendolyn smiled wordlessly. It seems Inez is sincerely determined to be my sister-in-law. I guess my brother will have to deal with a clingy love interest. Still, I’m curious to see if Inez has what it takes to pursue him.
Madelyn shot a glance at Jerome. In response, Jerome came up with an excuse to chat with Joaquin at the side.
Once the men were gone, Madelyn approached Gwendolyn and asked in a small voice, “I heard you handed the forty percent shares in your possession to Sheralyn. Aren’t you afraid she’ll try to hurt you again after how they treated you in the past?”
Gwendolyn grinned casually. “There’s nothing I’m worried about. I can take it back whenever I want.” Besides, I have Yulia and Ajax keeping an eye on Sheralyn in Wright Construction Group. Even if Frida and Sheralyn have been putting up an act in front of me over the past few months, they still can’t defeat me.
It’s such a shame Maverick passed away. Madelyn sighed gently and asked, “Now that you’re not actively in charge of Wright Construction Group and Angle, what will you do? Be an idle boss and do whatever catches your fancy?”
Gwendolyn shook her head. “Once I’m done with the matters here, I’m leaving Fairlake.”
Her words surprised Madelyn. “Leaving? Where are you going?”
Gwendolyn stared straight at her. “Salinsburgh.”
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