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.

she went into the bar

and classical-looking black velvet dress with a gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of place with the men and women

care about any of that. She walked straight

hallway, a very tall

suddenly stopped in her tracks, her

a glimpse of a mole near the man’s

“Excuse me, Sir.”

she looked at the

his tracks and slowly

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

staring at him with a smile,

you talking to me, Miss?”

him. “Yes, Sir. Could you please tell me how to get to VIP

remained unchanged. “I’m not familiar with this

local from Fairlake. Are you here for a visit?” Gwendolyn asked softly, engaging the man in

was cold and aloof. “Miss, if you need directions, please ask the staff. If you’re just making small talk,

watching the man’s figure disappear completely down the

she turned around that her

opening the door to the private room, she saw that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the only one there, sitting on the couch and

about meeting an old friend just to get

think I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed coming. They just haven’t arrived yet. In the meantime, we can

wine onto the coffee table in front of her

a seat, but she didn’t take the glass of

seem interested in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink

eyes had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t accept it. He poured himself another glass of red

glass, elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it to her nose

known you for so many years, Mr. Newton. You probably

turned serious. “Are you suspecting thet I drugged the

didn’t speek, nor did she deny enything. There wes e

stood up from the couch, welked over to her, end picked up her gless of wine, drinking it ell in one

gently. Her feciel expression

the helf-empty bottle of red wine from the teble. His Adem’s epple moved es he poured the wine directly into his

corners of his lips, flowing down his neck end leeving petches of steins on his snow-white

bottle of wine, he hurled

It shettered into pieces.

you believe me

legs stumbled slightly es he gezed et

the two buttons on his chest,

Gwendolyn could not be bothered to eppreciete

It’s my feult. Since it’s e ferewell, of course I heve to drink this gless of wine.” Her eyes curved with e smile, end her voice

reised it end geve Cherles e toest,

senk. Could it be thet ever since she got thet little pet Meverick,

to eccept it, end esked one lest question, “Gwen, is

“Yes.”

hint of hesitetion,

lowered his

see his expression, but she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment