Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 366

Gerhardt cleared his throat before helping her analyze rationally in his deep voice. “Kylie, I suggest you take advantage of the current court recess and withdraw the lawsuit. The Harris family has already obtained conclusive evidence that Charles is an illegitimate child. Once that information is made public, it’ll only be detrimental to you, me, and the royal family. If the king finds out, he won’t approve of you putting Gwendolyn on trial.”

His words infuriated Kylie even more.

“Why should I? That b*tch Gwendolyn killed my son, so she should pay with her life. Do they think that threatening me with these old issues will make me cave in? Dream on! I must seek justice for Charlie. So what if I expose the royal scandal? Even if we all suffer, I will sue to the end!”

When Gerhardt realized he could not persuade her, his expression turned grim, and he stopped talking.

Jennifer had barely walked down the aisle after exiting the restroom when she was taken away by Craig’s men.

She was taken to the hotel next door and pushed into Craig’s room, causing her to stumble a few steps before she regained her balance.

Craig was sitting leisurely by the window, smoking a cigar.

The lingering smoke in the air failed to conceal the fury in his eyes.

“So, you agreed to return to the Newton residence so quickly to aid Gwendolyn in finding evidence.”

His chilly tone, accompanied by the mixture of tobacco scent in the room and the menacing aura emanating from him, was almost suffocating.

Jennifer took in a deep breath. While resisting his stifling aura, she steeled herself and nodded. “That’s right.”

Shatter!

A loud crash echoed across the room.

No sooner had she replied did the coffee cup next to Craig’s hand flew toward her and shattered beside her feet.

Jennifer took two steps back to escape getting injured by the porcelain shards.

Craig glared at her. “What benefits did the Harris family give you to make you work for them to the point where you didn’t hesitate to plot against your own family? You’re truly an unfaithful ingrate!”

Jennifer was deeply affected by his last sentence. She met his oppressive gaze resolutely and responded, “I am unfaithful, and I’m also aware that no one in the Newton family welcomes me. Although you guys are my family, you guys treat me more coldly than a stranger. Gwendolyn, on the other hand, is genuinely nice to me even though she isn’t my biological sister. I would’ve died numerous times if it hadn’t been for her! I can’t just stand by and do nothing while you join forces with Her Highness to put her on trial!”

Craig scoffed, “No matter how good she is to you, it’s only because you’re useful to her. Is there anything closer than kinship in this world? She killed Charles with her own hands! Even if he’s an illegitimate child, he’s still partly a member of the Newton family and can’t be stepped all over by the Harris family to their contentment. Besides, once the Harris family reveals his identity, do you understand how much Newton Group will suffer as a result?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Craig. I only acknowledge Gwendolyn.” Jennifer gave him a bow, her eyes red. “I don’t have any affection for you, Charles, or the Newton family. You can cancel the banquet to celebrate my return if it bothers you. Just pretend you never found your long-lost sister, Mr. Craig.”

Craig stubbed out his cigarette. His eyebrow was slightly arched, making it hard to decipher his emotions.

Before leaving, Jennifer said to him, “You probably don’t understand Gwendolyn’s significance to me, Mr. Craig. I’d rather not become the daughter of the Newton family than do anything to harm her!”

Nico hurriedly drove the recovered Cedrick to the countryside.

In a modest house, a man had just woken up.

There was a thick bandage wrapped around his chest that was stained with blood. His lips and face were devoid of color.

He lifted his blue eyes with great difficulty, his lashes quivering slightly.

He tilted his head and immediately spotted Cedrick sitting on a chair beside the bed.

“You?”