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Chapter 213 Most Popular Man In Salinsburgh
While Madelyn was slightly startled by the news, she knew Gwendolyn was determined, so she didn’t
try to persuade the latter. “It’s not a bad idea to go somewhere else. Maybe it’ll help lift your mood. How
long are you planning to stay there? Will you return?”
Gwendolyn contemplated momentarily and replied, “Not sure, but I’ll probably come back.” Once I’ve
ferreted out all those in the Harris family who want to harm me, I’ll likely return and live in Fairlake. After
all, I’ll be able to stay a little closer to Maverick that way.They chatted a little longer until it was time for
the wedding ceremony to begin.
Sheralyn slowly stepped onto the red carpet in the church with a high-end white wedding gown and the
most beautiful makeup.
Ajax, standing next to the priest, gazed at her. They met each other’s eyes with a look of great
affection.
In the presence of a priest, the couple completed the most important ceremony of their lives.
Frida was so touched that she sobbed. Even Gwendolyn couldn’t help but tear up a little. Back then,
when I married Maverick, there was no wedding. No one witnessed our union. After we registered our
marriage, Old Mr. Wright forced him to take a wedding photo with me. I wonder if I’ll ever have the
chance to wear a wedding gown again.
The day after the wedding, Gwendolyn picked a few beautiful white roses and visited Maverick’s grave
to say goodbye.
As always, she cleaned his grave first, removing the fallen leaves and dust.
Her finger traced over the picture on the tombstone as she etched his face into her mind.
“I’m leaving now, Mavy. There’s no telling when I’ll visit you next. I’m almost done with the matters in
Fairlake. Since the people who harmed me have learned I’m here, I’m afraid they’ll continue to trouble
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtme as long as I breathe. If that’s the case, I’d rather return to Salinsburgh and deal with them once and
for all.” A violent look flashed past her eyes.
Then, she softly laid her head on Maverick’s tombstone. “I really miss you. I feel like tearing up every
time I visit you. However, because you said you hope I’ll live a happy and carefree life as the princess
of the Harris family, I’ve held them back every time. I’ve been dreaming less and less about you
recently. I don’t know why, but don’t worry. You’ll always be the only one in my heart. “
Then she fell asleep again.
After an unknown amount of time passed, she woke up when Treyton arrived to pick her up. “It’s time to
go.”
Gwendolyn nodded and stood with his help. As he held her shoulders affectionately, they left the
cemetery.
The same day, an explosive headline was spread throughout the internet.
Not only was the Harris family’s youngest daughter confirmed to be alive, but she also publicly
announced her return to the family. Additionally, she claimed she was kidnapped back then.
Gwendolyn appeared on Angle’s livestream with a proper gown and makeup. Upon greeting the
viewers with a smile, she summarized the incident from six years ago, when the Harris family abruptly
announced her death.
Meanwhile, screams could be heard inside the Wright residence, the Wright mansion, and the Mossey
residence.
Sheralyn zoomed upstairs and knocked on her mother’s door. “Mom! Gwendolyn is actually from the
Harris family! Thank goodness I listened to her! Otherwise, the Harris family would’ve killed me! I feel
so lucky to have someone of her caliber be my sister-in-law!”
Downstairs, Ajax coughed and reminded, “Ex-sister-in-law, Dear.”
Sheralyn grimaced with regret. If I had known she was the daughter of the Harris family, I wouldn’t have
bullied her, no matter what! In fact, I would’ve buttered her up!
Frida heard everything in the room, but she didn’t react to it.
Instead, she was sitting on the balcony and staring at the scenery, distraught. The tears on her
countenance were still wet as she brushed her fingers over a picture frame.
The picture depicted her hugging a baby Maverick.
During the funeral, she read Maverick’s letter. It told her he wasn’t related to the Wright family by blood
and also Gwendolyn’s true identity. Furthermore, he advised her to maintain a good relationship with
Gwendolyn to protect the Wright family.
Before, all she knew was that her son was sent to Salinsburgh by Declan when he was a child. Then,
when Maverick was ten years old, he was sent to the Federal Bureau of Investigation to be trained.
Once he was fifteen years old, he returned to Fairlake.
She never once suspected her son was a fake and had genuinely loved him.
Even though Maverick wasn’t Frida’s son, he still fulfilled his filial responsibilities to her, which she was
grateful for.
That was why she was still devastated by his death.
Concurrently, in the Wright mansion, Dexter slapped his thigh with remorse. No wonder I kept losing to
that woman and couldn’t investigate her identity! It turns out she’s the Harris family’s daughter!
At the Mossey residence, Madelyn and Jerome felt relieved upon learning the news. Thank goodness
we struck up a friendly relationship with Gwendolyn and that Inez didn’t burn bridges with her over
Kieran’s matter. Otherwise, we’d end up in the same situation as the Wright family in the past and the
Lane family in the present.
Two days later, Gwendolyn was on a plane back to Salinsburgh.
She had booked the entire first-class cabin, no longer hiding her identity.
As she twirled the wineglass in her hand elegantly, she stared out the window, watching Fairlake
getting further away.
She felt her heart clenching when she thought about Maverick.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmElven and the other bodyguards were sitting behind her. Some played mobile games while others
conversed with their friends on the phone.
“Do you know what’s the hottest topic in Salinsburgh over the past six months?” asked Quinton.
Gwendolyn shook her head. I’ve never enjoyed surfing the internet. At most, I’ll check up on how
Angle’s artists have been doing recently.
“Do you know, the Jenson family has done some incredible things during that xo.com fast
updatetime. They have surpassed the Harris family and become the richest family in Salinsburgh.”
“I see,” uttered Gwendolyn expressionlessly. It seems my old pops isn’t doing so well, considering how
quickly the family was dethroned from the top spot so quickly. “It’s fine. Since I’ve returned, I’ll help my
father regain that spot.”
Quinton gave her a thumbs up in admiration. “According to the news, the eldest grandson of Old Mr.
Jenson suddenly returned from the army half a year ago. In a single month, he wrestled back control of
the Jenson family and became its head. Under his leadership, Jenson Group rose at a meteoric rate.
Now, he’s the most popular figure in Salinsburgh—Mr. Cedrick Jenson, the man who stands atop the
pyramid and garners respect from everyone.”
Gwendolyn ceased her hand movements as her expression changed. “What did you say his name
was?”
“Cedrick Jenson.” Quinton was curious about her reaction as it was the first time she had shown any
interest in other men in six months. “Do you think he’s impressive, too?”
Gwendolyn remained silent as she emptied her glass. Why did I react like that? Their names sound
similar, but that’s all. Although… “The Harris and Jenson families aren’t on bad terms, so why have I
not heard of this Cedrick before?”
“Apparently, his parents died in an accident when he was young. In order to protect him, Old Mr.
Jenson sent him to be trained in the army,” answered Quinton.
She sighed slightly. His parents are dead? It must be quite difficult for him to survive in the Jenson
family alone. I pity him.