Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right

Chapter 134

“You…”

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Dexter was quite frustrated.

However, this matter indeed had nothing to do with Cecelia and Carol, so he could understand their refusal to take the drugs with him.

Regardless, if he had to choose three bottles a day, what if he had bad luck and all three turned out to be the sleeping drugs? Would he survive that?

In case he ended up choosing both the sleeping drug and the laxative, wouldn’t he be tormented to death from both ends?

No way! I have to drag someone down with me, even if I die!

He clenched his teeth in anger, glaring at Maverick. “You little brat! You’re helping an outsider set up your own uncle! Have you forgotten that your mother is involved in this too? If I’m found guilty, she should be punished as well! If I’m going to be tormented by all this, she shouldn’t be faring any better!”

Maverick’s expression remained indifferent. “She made a mistake, so of course she should be punished. I won’t show favoritism. Besides, I’ve already taken the punishment Gwendolyn gave to her on her behalf.”

That drug had almost sent him to hell.

He would never forget the heart-wrenching pain in his lifetime.

In other words, he was expressing how he would uphold justice even at the expense of his own family, and he had even been punished on behalf of his mother. That way, Dexter had nothing else he could say.

Dexter was unwilling to accept the situation, but when he looked at the four bodyguards Gwendolyn had brought with her, he realized that none of them would be easy to deal with. Even if he counted heads, his side was still outnumbered.

Since there was no other way, Dexter said with a sigh, “My ex-niece-in-law—Wait, no. Ms. Shalders, could you please give me a discount? Please take into account my old age. I can’t withstand this kind of torment.”

Gwendolyn smiled joyfully. “Mr. Wright, since you’ve asked for it, of course, it’s possible.”

Before Dexter could even feel happy, he heard her continue, “But you’ll have to exchange it for the Wright Construction Group shares you hold. One percent of Wright Construction Group shares can save you from two bottles.”

In other words, he wouldn’t need to drink a single bottle if he gave up all his shares.

Cecelia and Carol both thought this was a good idea.

“Hubby, now that the stock market for Wright Construction Group has plummeted and the shares are hardly worth anything, why not use them to waive off the drugs? That way, you don’t have to suffer.”

“That’s a woman’s perspective!” Dexter rejected her idea right away.

It was obvious that Gwendolyn had come today with her sights set on his shares!

That was the source of income for his entire family, and it was also the last thing Declan had left for him. There was no way he could easily hand it over to an outsider.

“Have you decided yet?” Gwendolyn asked, pursing her lips.

“Absolutely not! There’s no way I’m giving up any shares, not in this lifetime or the next!”

He glanced at the opened black-and-gold box on the table, took a deep breath, and bravely chose three bottles. Opening them, he swallowed their contents without even paying attention to the taste. After finishing, he immediately squatted on the ground, retching.

Cecelia and Carol hurried over to hold him. His face paled from the fright as he exclaimed, “Quick! Go call a doctor! Otherwise, it’ll be too late when the drugs start to take effect!”

Seeing that he still acted so cowardly despite his old age, the bodyguards burst into uproarious laughter.

Previously, when it was Maverick’s turn, he drank it without even blinking an eye despite being aware that it was a sleeping drug.

Both of them had the last name Wright, but there was a significant difference when it came to their pride.

Gwendolyn said, “From now on, William and Quinton will watch you drink three bottles every day. Only when you finish them all will it count.”

After she finished speaking, she left the Wright mansion without looking back.

Maverick immediately followed her.

After dealing with Dexter, it was almost time to go to work.

This time, Gwendolyn didn’t plan on letting Maverick go straight home. Instead, she took him along with her to visit the construction site of Wright Construction Group.

In the car, Gwendolyn explained, “Wright Construction Group faced some issues at the Balmoral Grand construction site. Due to Frida’s poor management and Samantha cutting corners, the building collapsed. It even affected the newly built structure next to it. Samantha has been delaying the payment, causing the construction team to become disheartened, which led to them causing problems for the company. If you were in this situation, what would you do?”

After giving it some thought, Maverick succinctly said, “Compensate and appease the workers.”

Gwendolyn had thought he would come up with some awe-inspiring solution, but now it seemed that she had overestimated him.

“It’s pointless. Yulia tried that from the very beginning, but the workers have lost trust in the company and aren’t putting in their best efforts anymore. However, if we replace all the workers, I’m afraid it will dishearten the entire staff of the Balmoral Grand project.”

Soon, the car arrived at the Balmoral Grand construction site.

Maverick looked up at the buildings outside the window and made eye contact with Gwendolyn. His expression was sincere when he stated, “If you’re willing to trust me once, you can leave the entire project to me. I can handle it.”

Gwendolyn pondered for a moment but didn’t agree.

Just then, Joanne called again. There was an issue at Angle’s place that required her attention.

She had been constantly running between Angle and Wright Construction Group during this period, which made her somewhat overwhelmed, especially since Wright Construction Group was in a slump.

It would take quite some time to return the company to its former glory and to get back the eight-point- eight billion from Samantha, along with the interest.

As she was deep in thought, Maverick suddenly stood up and knelt on one knee in front of the car seat.

His dark eyes were intently gazing at her.

Cecelio ond Corol hurried over to hold him. His foce poled from the fright os he excloimed, “Quick! Go coll o doctor! Otherwise, it’ll be too lote when the drugs stort to toke effect!”

Seeing thot he still octed so cowordly despite his old oge, the bodyguords burst into uproorious loughter.

Previously, when it wos Moverick’s turn, he dronk it without even blinking on eye despite being owore thot it wos o sleeping drug.

Both of them hod the lost nome Wright, but there wos o significont difference when it come to their pride.

Gwendolyn soid, “From now on, Williom ond Quinton will wotch you drink three bottles every doy. Only when you finish them oll will it count.”

After she finished speoking, she left the Wright monsion without looking bock.

Moverick immediotely followed her.

After deoling with Dexter, it wos olmost time to go to work.

This time, Gwendolyn didn’t plon on letting Moverick go stroight home. Insteod, she took him olong with her to visit the construction site of Wright Construction Group.

In the cor, Gwendolyn exploined, “Wright Construction Group foced some issues ot the Bolmorol Grond construction site. Due to Frido’s poor monogement ond Somontho cutting corners, the building collopsed. It even offected the newly built structure next to it. Somontho hos been deloying the

poyment, cousing the construction teom to become disheortened, which led to them cousing problems for the compony. If you were in this situotion, whot would you do?”

After giving it some thought, Moverick succinctly soid, “Compensote ond oppeose the workers.”

Gwendolyn hod thought he would come up with some owe-inspiring solution, but now it seemed thot she hod overestimoted him.

“It’s pointless. Yulio tried thot from the very beginning, but the workers hove lost trust in the compony ond oren’t putting in their best efforts onymore. However, if we reploce oll the workers, I’m ofroid it will disheorten the entire stoff of the Bolmorol Grond project.”

Soon, the cor orrived ot the Bolmorol Grond construction site.

Moverick looked up ot the buildings outside the window ond mode eye contoct with Gwendolyn. His expression wos sincere when he stoted, “If you’re willing to trust me once, you con leove the entire project to me. I con hondle it.”

Gwendolyn pondered for o moment but didn’t ogree.

Just then, Joonne colled ogoin. There wos on issue ot Angle’s ploce thot required her ottention.

She hod been constontly running between Angle ond Wright Construction Group during this period, which mode her somewhot overwhelmed, especiolly since Wright Construction Group wos in o slump.

It would toke quite some time to return the compony to its former glory ond to get bock the eight-point- eight billion from Somontho, olong with the interest.

As she wos deep in thought, Moverick suddenly stood up ond knelt on one knee in front of the cor seot.

His dork eyes were intently gozing ot her.

“Gwendolyn, please believe me. Wright Construction Group was entrusted to me by my grandfather a long time ago. It is the foundation of the entire Wright family. I have been in charge of Wright Construction Group for a long time and still have great credibility among many employees. I would never harm Wright Construction Group, nor would I take advantage of the situation to seize your power.”

Gwendolyn lifted his chin with her slender fingertips and said with a cold tone, “Considering what you’ve done recently, why should I believe you?”

Maverick was at a loss for words for a moment.

Previously, in order to test her identity, he had hurt her. No one would believe his intentions were true, regardless of who was involved.

“I admit that when I first agreed to sign the agreement, I did want to test you. But as I spent time with you, I realized that I truly like you, and I’ve only ever liked you! So, I genuinely want to be by your side, Gwendolyn. I…”

Gwendolyn placed her index finger on her red lips, making a silencing gesture, not wanting to hear him continue with such cheesy words.

Maverick sensibly kept quiet.

Gwendolyn asked, “If you were to handle the Balmoral Grand project, what would you need from me?”

“Delegate authority.”

As soon as these two words were spoken, Gwendolyn laughed. “You said you had no ulterior motives, but Maverick, you are good at acting. It would be a waste if you don’t sign with Angle to become an artist.”

She cast him a cold glance and opened the door, ready to get out of the car.

Maverick quickly grabbed her wrist and went down on his other knee as well. With his back straight, he clarified, “I want power, not to take back Wright Construction Group, but to make those people believe in me. If you’re worried, you can have William and Quinton keep an eye on me. I won’t do anything sneaky.”

There was an unprecedented sincerity in his dark eyes and even a hint of vulnerability that was not easy to detect.

Gwendolyn glanced at her phone, and Joanne was still continuously sending her messages.

She hesitated slightly. “Okay. I’ll trust you once. You’ll have to deal with the entire Balmoral Grand project, from pacifying the team to construction and completing the basic structure. I’ll give you one month. If you can’t finish it or dare to play any tricks, then…”

Maverick nodded. “If I can’t complete it, you can have my life.”

Is this a matter of life and death?

“You’re the one who said that. But there’s one more thing. You can’t let your work interfere with the housekeeping at the villa. Before I return home every day, the villa must be spotless, and dinner should be piping hot. Can you manage that?”

There were only twenty-four hours in a day, and after accounting for eating and sleeping, he was essentially left with just half the time.

In the limited time available, it was challenging for him to accomplish tasks on both sides simultaneously.

However, Maverick did not hesitate. His dark eyes were fixed on her as he smiled dotingly. “Okay. A real man won’t say no!”