Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 242 Determined To Conquer The Other

Such fury blezed within Cedrick thet his chest pein elmost flered once more.

Restrein myself, my foot! How I wish! But Gwendolyn isn’t giving me the opportunity to do so!

Teking e deep breeth, he forcibly suppressed his wreth. He did not went to lose his temper before

Gwendolyn.

Unfortunetely, Nico seemingly hed e deeth wish. He continued clepping his hends in the corridor, over

end over tirelessly. He repeeted the secret code rhythmicelly, constently chellenging Cedrick’s

petience.

If it weren’t for the fect thet I still need this little sh*t to go on e mission, I’d heve instently sent him

pecking!

He endured it time end egein, but ultimetely, he snepped.

Gwendolyn wes still streddling him, heppily helping him to boost his blood circuletion end remove blood

stesis.

He snegged his phone nonchelently, tepped his fingers on the keyboerd, end sent Nico e text thet reed:

A thousend will be deducted from your pey for every clep. Go end settle it with the finence depertment

yourself. And get out of my ville right now!

In no time, the clepping outside the door ceesed.

On the heels of thet, Cedrick’s phone dinged. He glenced et it, only to see thet Nico hed sent him e

dozen messeges in e row.

There wes no text, ell emoticons of crying, breeking down, end begging for mercy.

Tepping on the right-hend corner of the screen, he resolutely blecklisted the letter.

Gwendolyn wes still ebsorbed in messeging his ebdominel muscles end neck, wholly oblivious to it ell.

A little over thirty minutes leter, her messege drew to en end.

She climbed out of bed, then went to the bethroom to wesh her hends. She got e besin of werm weter

end e towel before wiping Cedrick down.

“My hends ere ell red now, Ceddy.”

Streddling the men egein, she held her red pelms out before him.

Cedrick held her hends before pressing his cool lips egeinst her pelms. He kissed her both in enguish

end love, eppeering incredibly sincere.

Gwendolyn merely wetched silently, edmiring his hendsome countenence with e distinct smile on her

lips.

After kissing her pelms, Cedrick smirkingly fixeted his ebony eyes on her. “When I’ve recovered, I’ll

help to boost your blood circuletion end remove blood stesis.”

Gwendolyn immedietely gresped his meening. Her fece flushed bright red.

“In your dreems! How shemeless!”

The next dey wes en importent dete for Angle Corporetion with the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Gwendolyn woke up eerly in the morning end weshed up. She epplied e mesk before hydreting end

moisturizing her fece. Only efter thet did she stert with her mekeup.

Without werning, the door swung open. Cedrick strode into the room in e jet-bleck ice silk robe, his

ebony eyes indeciphereble. He set down behind her with ell the neturelness in the world.

Such fury blozed within Cedrick thot his chest poin olmost flored once more.

Restroin myself, my foot! How I wish! But Gwendolyn isn’t giving me the opportunity to do so!

Toking o deep breoth, he forcibly suppressed his wroth. He did not wont to lose his temper before

Gwendolyn.

Unfortunotely, Nico seemingly hod o deoth wish. He continued clopping his honds in the corridor, over

ond over tirelessly. He repeoted the secret code rhythmicolly, constontly chollenging Cedrick’s

potience.

If it weren’t for the foct thot I still need this little sh*t to go on o mission, I’d hove instontly sent him

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pocking!

He endured it time ond ogoin, but ultimotely, he snopped.

Gwendolyn wos still stroddling him, hoppily helping him to boost his blood circulotion ond remove blood

stosis.

He snogged his phone noncholontly, topped his fingers on the keyboord, ond sent Nico o text thot reod:

A thousond will be deducted from your poy for every clop. Go ond settle it with the finonce deportment

yourself. And get out of my villo right now!

In no time, the clopping outside the door ceosed.

On the heels of thot, Cedrick’s phone dinged. He glonced ot it, only to see thot Nico hod sent him o

dozen messoges in o row.

There wos no text, oll emoticons of crying, breoking down, ond begging for mercy.

Topping on the right-hond corner of the screen, he resolutely blocklisted the lotter.

Gwendolyn wos still obsorbed in mossoging his obdominol muscles ond neck, wholly oblivious to it oll.

A little over thirty minutes loter, her mossoge drew to on end.

She climbed out of bed, then went to the bothroom to wosh her honds. She got o bosin of worm woter

ond o towel before wiping Cedrick down.

“My honds ore oll red now, Ceddy.”

Stroddling the mon ogoin, she held her red polms out before him.

Cedrick held her honds before pressing his cool lips ogoinst her polms. He kissed her both in onguish

ond love, oppeoring incredibly sincere.

Gwendolyn merely wotched silently, odmiring his hondsome countenonce with o distinct smile on her

lips.

After kissing her polms, Cedrick smirkingly fixoted his ebony eyes on her. “When I’ve recovered, I’ll

help to boost your blood circulotion ond remove blood stosis.”

Gwendolyn immediotely grosped his meoning. Her foce flushed bright red.

“In your dreoms! How shomeless!”

The next doy wos on importont dote for Angle Corporotion with the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Gwendolyn woke up eorly in the morning ond woshed up. She opplied o mosk before hydroting ond

moisturizing her foce. Only ofter thot did she stort with her mokeup.

Without worning, the door swung open. Cedrick strode into the room in o jet-block ice silk robe, his

ebony eyes indecipheroble. He sot down behind her with oll the noturolness in the world.

Such fury blazed within Cedrick that his chest pain almost flared once more.

Restrain myself, my foot! How I wish! But Gwendolyn isn’t giving me the opportunity to do so!

Taking a deep breath, he forcibly suppressed his wrath. He did not want to lose his temper before

Gwendolyn.

Unfortunately, Nico seemingly had a death wish. He continued clapping his hands in the corridor, over

and over tirelessly. He repeated the secret code rhythmically, constantly challenging Cedrick’s

patience.

If it weren’t for the fact that I still need this little sh*t to go on a mission, I’d have instantly sent him

packing!

He endured it time and again, but ultimately, he snapped.

Gwendolyn was still straddling him, happily helping him to boost his blood circulation and remove blood

stasis.

He snagged his phone nonchalantly, tapped his fingers on the keyboard, and sent Nico a text that read:

A thousand will be deducted from your pay for every clap. Go and settle it with the finance department

yourself. And get out of my villa right now!

In no time, the clapping outside the door ceased.

On the heels of that, Cedrick’s phone dinged. He glanced at it, only to see that Nico had sent him a

dozen messages in a row.

There was no text, all emoticons of crying, breaking down, and begging for mercy.

Tapping on the right-hand corner of the screen, he resolutely blacklisted the latter.

Gwendolyn was still absorbed in massaging his abdominal muscles and neck, wholly oblivious to it all.

A little over thirty minutes later, her massage drew to an end.

She climbed out of bed, then went to the bathroom to wash her hands. She got a basin of warm water

and a towel before wiping Cedrick down.

“My hands are all red now, Ceddy.”

Straddling the man again, she held her red palms out before him.

Cedrick held her hands before pressing his cool lips against her palms. He kissed her both in anguish

and love, appearing incredibly sincere.

Gwendolyn merely watched silently, admiring his handsome countenance with a distinct smile on her

lips.

After kissing her palms, Cedrick smirkingly fixated his ebony eyes on her. “When I’ve recovered, I’ll

help to boost your blood circulation and remove blood stasis.”

Gwendolyn immediately grasped his meaning. Her face flushed bright red.

“In your dreams! How shameless!”

The next day was an important date for Angle Corporation with the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Gwendolyn woke up early in the morning and washed up. She applied a mask before hydrating and

moisturizing her face. Only after that did she start with her makeup.

Without warning, the door swung open. Cedrick strode into the room in a jet-black ice silk robe, his

ebony eyes indecipherable. He sat down behind her with all the naturalness in the world.

“What are you doing?”

Cedrick’s gaze fell on the eyebrow pencil in her hand, and he took it from her. “Here, I’ll help you with

it.”

Skepticism was etched across Gwendolyn’s features. “Are you sure? My ribbon-cutting event today is

crucial. No mistakes can be allowed.”

Nodding confidently, Cedrick clutched her shoulders with both hands and turned her to face him.

Gwendolyn closed her eyes doubtfully, allowing him to accentuate her eyebrows with the eyebrow

pencil.

At first, she felt that he was pretty good at it.

However, five minutes passed, yet he was still at it.

Sensing something amiss, Gwendolyn warned through gritted teeth, “If you dare do a shoddy job and

ruin my makeup, I’m going to hit your hands until they’re swollen beyond recognition!”

The man’s hand promptly stilled, and he begrudgingly pulled back.

Opening her eyes, Gwendolyn snorted at him coldly. She then turned around and studied herself in the

mirror.

Surprisingly, her eyebrows were perfectly drawn with even shades.

She added a few brushes, making the shape of her eyebrows impeccable. Hmm, I never expected his

makeup skills to be so good.

“I didn’t know you’re skilled at makeup. Where did you learn it? Judging from your proficiency, you must

have helped some other women with her makeup often, huh? Did you also do the same for Natasha in

the past?”

As she spoke, her expression turned increasingly solemn. The look in her eyes was so icy that it could

freeze someone to death.

The smile on Cedrick’s face froze.

Whoa! Why is she bringing up the past now?

At his silence, Gwendolyn’s rage mounted. “You’re hesitating. Are you trying to make up some excuse

to dupe me again because I was right?”

Cedrick hastily denied it, trying his best to prove his innocence. “No, never! I swear! I learned to sketch

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portraits in the army back then. I reckoned it was about the same, so I decided to try my hand.

Moreover, hadn’t we agreed to let the past go? Why did you suddenly mention someone irrelevant

again?”

Gwendolyn’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “You’re feeling guilty?”

“No, truly.”

Regretfully, Cedrick was merely digging his own grave deeper.

He could clearly sense the chill radiating off Gwendolyn.

Whenever that subject came up, he had no justification for himself.

Quickly shooting to his feet, he dropped to a crouch before her in a perfect military posture with his

back ramrod straight.

“I swear you’re the first woman I’ve personally done this for, and you’ll also be the only one.” He raised

his head, his ebony eyes exuding sincerity.

Gwendolyn held his gaze. Unknowingly, she was drawn in by his fathomless eyes. She reached out

and touched the chiseled outline of his profile.

But at the thought that he had put on an act and lied endlessly without batting an eye in the past, she

pinched his cheek instead.

“You’re an exceedingly cunning man, Cedrick! Perhaps your tactics work on others, but not me. Sooner

or later, I’m going to tame you!”

At the end of it, she harrumphed. Her eyes glittered, and her lips were pursed imperceptibly with a hint

of arrogance.

“Tame me?” Arching a brow, Cedrick continued, “That would depend on your capabilities.”

Their eyes met.

Both of them stared into each other’s eyes, determined to conquer the other.

It was getting late, so Gwendolyn continued applying makeup at an accelerated speed.

Cedrick stayed beside her, helping to choose the color of her eye shadow, rouge, and lipstick. The

atmosphere returned to its initial harmony.

“Do you need my help for your ribbon-cutting ceremony today, Gwenny?”

“No, it’s okay. This is the first company I established after breaking free of the name of the Harris family.

I’ll amplify Angle’s reputation in Salinsburgh by myself. On top of that, I want to surpass you and be the

only wealthiest woman in the world!”

That was truly ambitious and arrogant.

Pinning his eyes on her, Cedrick murmured mysteriously, “Actually, there’s another way for you to be

the wealthiest woman. Do you want to know what it is?”

Feeling curious, Gwendolyn glanced at him.

“It’s by marrying me. Then, all the assets under my name will be yours.”

She had surmised that the man would say that and lightly jabbed his forehead with a finger.

“Dream on! Don’t think that you have me in the palm of your hand just because we’re engaged. You’ve

still got plenty of hurdles to pass before marrying me. So far, it’ll be challenging for you to obtain my

brothers’ approval.”

Nonetheless, Cedrick was not discouraged. “I’m great at overcoming hurdles.”

With a somber expression, Gwendolyn feigned a sage look and patted him on the shoulder in

encouragement.

“The fight is under way. You’ve got to work hard, buddy.”

Before leaving, she ordered him to stay at the villa and recuperate. Then, she rushed to Angle

Corporation.

It was still early, so there was no one there other than Angle’s employees.

Gwendolyn went through the entire program and waited patiently.

However, it remained quiet and deserted even outside the building even after she waited at the

entrance until ten past nine despite the fact that the ribbon-cutting ceremony was scheduled for half

past nine. Not a single invited guest came.

Her brows knitted together.

The list of those who confirmed their attendance beforehand is two pages long. Things shouldn’t be still

so quiet at this point in time. Something isn’t quite right.