Chapter 192
Wooing My Ex-Wife
Chapter 192 You Are Unworthy Of Her Upon seeing someone faint, the man wearing a ghost mask finally removed it.
Under the moonlight, the manâs dark gaze was cold and unfathomable, filled with icy bloodlust as he looked at Charles.
Nico stepped forward and asked, âBoss, how should we handle this?â âTie up these two subordinates and throw them in the car.
As for Charlesâ¦â Maverickâs voice suddenly stopped, and he narrowed his eyes.
His expression was fierce.
âHang him up and take him to the cabin that is ready.
Gwendolyn will be here in about ten minutes.
Before she arrives, letâs interrogate him first.
â âUnderstood.
â Charles was abruptly awakened by a splash of cold water.
When he woke up, he found his hands tied behind his back and suspended from a broken beam in the dilapidated house.
His feet barely touched the ground, and he had to stand on his tiptoes to maintain his balance.
That position was extremely tiring, especially as the arms became unbearably sore.
If he was being suspended for an hour, the arms could ache to the point of dislocation, and the armpits would bruise and become swollen.
He let out a soft chuckle.
That torturous method was clearly a tactic commonly used by the military.
âWhat are you laughing at?â A deliberately lowered, deep male voice rang out from nearby.
Charles glanced over.
It was the man with the ghost mask he had seen before he fainted.
The man was leisurely and elegantly leaning against a wooden pillar.
Charlesâ deep blue eyes showed not the slightest hint of panic.
His face was still carrying a smile.
âIâm not sure what I did to offend the Federal Bureau of Investigation.
Youâre setting me up to arrest me.
â The masked man approached him and said, âRecently, a labeled sample of S404 RNA Virus has gone missing from the lab.
I checked the records, and you were in the lab half a month ago.
â Charles was indignant.
âIâm not the only one who visited the lab, so why do you suspect that I took it?â âBecause on the day you invited Gwendolyn to Realm Bar, someone just happened to use that potion to hurt us, and you dare to say this has nothing to do with you?â Charles frowned slightly.
âHow did you know?â In front of him, the masked man removed the silver mask from his face, revealing Maverickâs handsome yet cold and detached expression.
Charles stared at his face, feeling shocked.
âItâs actually you! How could you have this mask? I canât believe it.
How could the head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation possibly be you!â He had felt that something was off about Maverick before and even had someone investigate him.
Maverickâs profile was too clean, which made him suspicious that there was more to it.
However⦠Even if the man was not simple, there was no way he could be involved with the Federal Bureau of Investigation! Maverickâs dark eyes narrowed as he observed Charlesâ expression.
Seeing Charles genuinely shocked, he said, âIt seems that you didnât steal this potion because you tracked me down, but to harm Gwendolyn.
You pretend to love her so much, yet youâre cruel enough to want to use the S404 potion to destroy her.
â âI didnât! I truly love her!â Charles firmly refused to admit it.
He decided to skip that topic, sneering while staring at Maverick.
âYouâre deliberately using the name of the Federal Bureau of Investigation to get information from me?
Do you think Iâd believe you? Youâre nothing but the young CEO of the Wright family in Fairlake.
How could this be possible?â Maverickâs eyes were cold, but he did not respond.
Charles added, âToday, I just happened to fall into the trap you and Gwendolyn set.
Do you really think you can keep me here for long? Tomorrow, my people will notice my disappearance.
Kidnapping and assaulting the director of the Central Intelligence Agency is no small crime.
Think carefully!â âOh?â With a slight smirk, Maverick responded nonchalantly, âWell, give it a try and see if any of your men will come to rescue you tomorrow.
â Charles looked at the calm indifference on the manâs face, which did not seem to be feigned, and then glanced at the ghost mask in Maverickâs hand.
That mask, representing the highest leadership of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, was crafted from pure silver by a skilled artisan exclusively.
With its intricate design process, unique patterns, and unparalleled craftsmanship, there was only one such mask in the entire world.
At that, he began to waver.
Outside the door, Nico knocked softly and said, âBoss, itâs been five minutes.
Ms. Shalders will be here soon.
â âAll right.
â Maverick turned his attention back to Charles, getting straight to the point.
âYou got this potion half a month ago, but you only came to Fairlake a week ago.
There must be someone behind this, conspiring with you and encouraging you to take the potion.
Who is that person?â Charles looked down at the ground, smiling but not saying a word.
Maverick grabbed him by the hair, forcing him to make eye contact.
âYou know very well the methods the Federal Bureau of Investigation uses to deal with stubborn individuals.
Are you sure you wonât talk?â Charles was instantly infuriated by his words.
Veins bulged on his forehead as he gritted his teeth in anger.
âHow dare you!â âWhy wouldnât I dare? You already know who I am.
Considering what youâve done this time, do you really think you can walk out of here unscathed?â As Maverick continued speaking, his gaze grew increasingly fierce and filled with surging rage.
Charles looked into his eyes, and after a brief two-second pause, he burst into laughter.
âYouâre not the young master of the Wright family, are you? Who are you?â There was no way the head of the Federal Bureau of Investigation could merely be the CEO in a small place like Fairlake.
Maverick did not say anything.
âYou keep saying that I have an ulterior motive for getting close to Gwendolyn, but she probably doesnât even know your identity.
Donât you have a motive too? Whatâs your purpose in acting weak and pitiful in front of her?â Maverickâs hand that was clenching Charlesâ hair became tighter.
Charles felt as if his scalp was about to be torn off.
His expression showed slight pain, but he quickly burst into laughter again.
âSince you already know that it wasnât sulfuric acid that day, you should be well aware that your days are numbered! If I canât have her, neither can you!â Maverickâs eyes filled with rage as he released his grip on the manâs hair and threw a fierce punch at him.
Charlesâ cheek quickly swelled up, turning into a deep shade of purple.
He spat blood onto the ground, but those deep blue eyes remained defiant.
âEven if Professor Yancey can suppress the S404 RNA virus in your body and prevent your death, there will be long-term side effects.
Eventually, youâll become disabled.
If she finds out, she might feel sorry for you in the short term, but what about in the long run?â
âMaverick, from the moment you got attacked by the virus, your disabled body is destined to be unworthy of her!â Maverickâs brows knitted slightly.
He was stunned and did not speak for a long time until Nicoâs voice came from the doorway again.
âBoss, Ms. Shaldersâ car has reached the highway, and it will be arriving in two minutes.
â âAll right.
â He looked back at Charles and said, âSince youâve fallen into my hands, you should know that thereâs no mouth in this world that I canât pry open.
Iâll dig out all your secrets in the next few days.
â Charles glanced over and snorted coldly.
Maverick grabbed his hair again as he warned threateningly in a low voice, âWhen Gwendolyn comes in, you should know what not to say.
If you dare to reveal even a single word, Iâll make your life a living hell!â âMs. Shalders! Youâre here!â
Just then, Nicoâs voice rang out from outside, neither too loud nor too soft.
Maverick hid the mask and turned around to greet Gwendolyn.
The door opened, and he found himself gazing directly into Gwendolynâs beautiful eyes.
Thinking about some of the words Charles had just said, he lowered his eyes, and for once, he did not take the initiative to speak enthusiastically.
Gwendolyn did not notice and simply asked, âHow did it go? Did he say anything important?â Maverick shook his head.
âNo, he wouldnât speak.
â âIâd like to have a chat with him alone.
â âAll right.
â âMake sure itâs private, and no one is allowed to eavesdrop, including you,â Gwendolyn emphasized.
He hesitated slightly, and his voice dropped a notch.
âAll right.
â After Gwendolyn entered, Maverick helped her close the door, shooing Nico and the others far away.
He then went to wait under a tree nearby.
Inside the cabin, Charles saw her enter, and the corner of his lips curled upward slightly.
âGwen, I never expected tonight to be a treacherous banquet.
Has all the love youâve shown me recently been nothing but an act?â