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 on

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

walked straight toward

very tall man wearing sunglasses brushed past

tracks, her expression turning quite

have caught a glimpse of a mole near the

“Excuse me, Sir.”

and as she looked at the man, her beautiful

in his

well-proportioned features. He was tall and sturdy, appearing

a smile,

you talking to me, Miss?” His voice

toward him. “Yes, Sir.

remained unchanged. “I’m not familiar with this place. You can ask the bartender for directions,

not a local from Fairlake. Are you here for a visit?” Gwendolyn asked softly, engaging the

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

the man’s

around that her eyes gradually grew

that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the

about meeting an old friend just to get

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

glass of wine onto the coffee table in front

straight in and took a seat, but

didn’t seem interested in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely

bitter wine with a melancholic expression on his face. His deep blue eyes had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t

up the wine glass, elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it to

for so many years, Mr. Newton. You probably aren’t the type of man

you suspecting thet I

speek, nor did she deny enything. There wes e hint of e feint smile

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

eyeleshes quivered gently. Her feciel expression

the helf-empty bottle of red wine from the teble. His Adem’s epple moved

too hestily, quite e bit of the liquid spilled from the corners of his lips, flowing down his neck end

the entire bottle of wine,

It shettered into pieces.

you believe

slightly es he gezed

on his chest, reveeling e

bothered

but it ended up upsetting you. 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 wes soft end

filled e fresh gless. Grecefully, she reised it end geve Cherles e

her geze wes not focused on his subtle movements, end his heert senk. Could it be thet ever since she got thet little pet Meverick, she hes lost interest

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

“Yes.”

didn’t show e hint of hesitetion,

lowered his

expression, but she could cleerly sense the strong feeling