Wooing My ex-wife (Gwendolyn and Maverick) novel Chapter 809

“But, Cedrick, just to be safe, I will review it once more and we can discuss it then.”

“Sure.”

After giving an affirmative response, Cedrick rose and left the ward.

Upon arriving outside Benedict’s hospital room, Gwendolyn was waiting for him at the door.

Upon seeing him, Gwendolyn embraced him. “Promise me you won’t take such risks in the future, okay?”

Cradling her head in his arms, Cedrick gently kissed her forehead and responded, “Okay, my dear wife. How are our two little ones doing?”

In the car, he could hear the sound of Zendaya crying. His leave this time had really scared the two children.

Gwendolyn took his hand and led him into the ward.

The two children were sound asleep. Zendaya held Benedict’s hand tightly, deeply reliant on the warmth of her older brother.

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but say. “I wonder if they also slept like this when they were in my belly.”

She felt incredibly fortunate to have given birth to twins, a boy and a girl.

A look of happiness appeared on Cedrick’s face, his dark eyes filled with desire. In a teasing voice that was hard to resist, he said, “Gwenny, how about we give them a little brother or sister? Our two babies are growing up, it’s the perfect time for them to have more playmates.”

Gwendolyn gave him a glance. “With the two of them. I’m already very content.”

Cedrick pulled her into his arms, whispering in her ear. “Honey, I’m serious. With our family wealth, we can easily support another ten or eight children.”

Eight or ten of them!

Was she a baby-birthing machine?

As a punishment, Gwendolyn gave his face a hard pinch, pretending to be angry. She then lay down. beside the two children, joining them for a nap.

A heartwarming scene of one big and two small figures unfolded before his eyes, filling Cedrick’s heart with immense satisfaction.

No matter what, he was determined to protect his entire world.

At the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Through a series of advanced data recovery features, Neville finally found someone to successfully restore the surveillance footage from within the Cloud family’s home. She also obtained the surrounding surveillance from the day of the incident at the Cloud residence.

On the day of the incident, a group of fully armed individuals appeared at the Cloud family’s residence. They got into a heated argument with Ignatius. Soon after, the surveillance was sabotaged, and then the tragic incident at the Cloud family’s home took place.

The mastermind behind the Cloud family tragedy used such intricate methods that it reminded Neville of Joe, whom they had just managed to capture.

Following Joe’s line of thought, Neville discovered that among the fingerprints collected from the scene, one set of prints highly matched those of Joe.

Neville presented these pieces of evidence to Joe and began the customary interrogation.

At this moment, Joe’s hands and feet were bound, yet a trace of a peculiar smile still lingered on his face.

He looked at Neville and asked, “Why isn’t your boss the one interrogating me? Why is it a lackey like you? Do you think you’re worthy of getting information from me?”

Beside Neville was a newcomer who had just assumed his position. Seeing Joe’s arrogance, he couldn’t. help but curse under his breath. “Even on the brink of death, you’re still acting tough.”

Judging from the evidence of his crimes that had been collected, even without considering the tragedy of the Cloud family, his sins were enough to warrant his death ten or eight times over. What audacity did he have to act so arrogantly?

Swain gestured for him to stop talking recklessly, simply laying out the evidence collected so far in front of Joe.

“On the night of the incident at the Cloud family, you had a big argument with Ignatius. Do you have anything to say about that?”

Joe raised an eyebrow. “What’s the difference between speaking and not speaking? Doesn’t Cedrick just want me dead? Let him come over, I’ll tell him myself!”

Seeing his nonchalant demeanos, Neville slammed the table and warned. “My boss doesn’t have time to listen to your nonsense, Joe. You better confess honestly, or we won’t hesitate to use special measures against you.”

Joe laughed arrogantly, staring straight at Neville, and said dismissively, “Isn’t forcing a confession the usual trick from the Federal Bureau of Investigation? I’ve weathered bigger storms, do you think I’d be scared of your little tactics?”