The Ex and Her Riches

Ezra glanced at Justin beside him, feeling a bit worried. He said hesitantly, “Ms. Shalders…”

Gwendolyn waved her hand languidly. “You can leave now.”

No sooner had the two left than she then received a call from Treyton.

“Kiddo, Asher has checked carefully, and there isn’t a man with a similar appearance in the Harris family’s list of members.”

Gwendolyn pursed her lips, deep in thought.

Treyton continued, “It’s possible that your new recruit, Justin, is lying, or maybe this person is hiding something deep. In any case, you can’t fully trust him, and you need to be cautious when dealing with Justin.”

“All right, Treyton. Don’t worry. I know what to do.”

After hanging up the phone, she took out the notebook from her drawer and flipped to the page with the sketch of the person in black. She studied it carefully for a while before immersing herself back into her work.

It wasn’t until close to the end of the workday that she left with Justin to head to Realm Bar.

Justin was driving, while Gwendolyn sat in the back seat.

The atmosphere inside the car was serene, and every now and then, Justin would steal a glance at her through the rearview mirror.

Gwendolyn noticed his gaze.

“What do you want to say?”

Justin hesitated for a moment before saying, “Ms. Shalders, I was the one sent to kill you earlier. The people around you have always been suspicious of me. Why do you trust me? Aren’t you afraid that I might actually do something to you tonight, especially since you only have me to protect you?”

Gwendolyn smiled charmingly, her laughter enchanting and captivating.

“Since you’re already mine, of course, I’ll trust you completely. Besides, my own martial arts foundation isn’t bad either. I could probably take you on by myself.”

Justin also laughed.

She spoke candidly and refreshingly, which he quite liked.

The two of them were chatting quite harmoniously when Justin suddenly felt like teasing her, “What if I conspire with others and it’s not just me trying to kill you?”

Gwendolyn concealed the cold glint in her eyes and casually gazed out the window.

“Would you do that?”

Before Justin had a chance to respond, they arrived at Realm Bar.

Gwendolyn instructed him to hide in the shadows, and only come out when needed.

instructions, she went

with a gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of place with the men and women in the bar

that. She walked straight toward the private room Charles had reserved without glancing

a very tall man wearing sunglasses brushed

in her tracks,

a glimpse of a mole near the man’s temple under his

“Excuse me, Sir.”

as she looked at the man, her

man stopped in his tracks and slowly

he had a prominent nose and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was tall and sturdy, appearing to be around

with a smile, the man felt

me, Miss?” His voice was

her lips and took two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could you please tell me how to

expression remained unchanged. “I’m not familiar with this

accent, Sir, it seems you’re not a local from Fairlake. Are you here for a visit?” Gwendolyn asked

need directions, please ask the staff. If you’re just making small talk, I have

and nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear completely down the

turned around that

that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the only one there, sitting on

wouldn’t have lied to me about meeting an old friend just to get me out

“Do you really think I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our

of wine onto the coffee table

walked straight in and took a seat, but she didn’t take the glass of

“Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely you wouldn’t deny me this small favor,

he finished speaking, he downed a glass of bitter wine with a melancholic expression on his face. His deep blue eyes had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t accept it.

swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it

tentatively, “I’ve known you for so many years, Mr. Newton. You

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of wine, he hurled it

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believe me

legs stumbled slightly

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could not be bothered

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it, end esked one

“Yes.”

show e hint of

his heed even

his expression, but she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment end dejection emeneting