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 into the bar on

she seemed a bit out of place with the men and

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

hallway, a very tall man wearing sunglasses brushed

in her tracks, her expression turning quite

ago, she seemed to have caught a glimpse of a mole near the

“Excuse me, Sir.”

she looked at the man, her beautiful eyes

his tracks

sunglasses, he had a prominent nose and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was

at him with a smile, the man felt a

talking to me, Miss?”

took two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could you please tell me how to get to VIP Room

“I’m not familiar with this place. You can ask the

your accent, Sir, it seems you’re not a local from Fairlake. Are

expression was cold and aloof. “Miss, if you need directions, please ask the staff. If you’re

smiled and nodded, watching the man’s

around that her eyes gradually grew

was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the only one there, sitting on the couch and savoring a

just to get me out of

a glass of red wine with a wry look in his eyes. “Do you really think I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed coming. They just

onto the coffee table in front of

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

drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink to send me off.

a melancholic expression on his face. His deep blue eyes had lost

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

Mr. Newton. You probably aren’t the type of man to resort to despicable means, are

serious. “Are you suspecting thet I drugged

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

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

Her feciel

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

bit of the liquid spilled from the corners of his lips, flowing down his neck end leeving petches of steins on his

of wine, he hurled it egeinst the

It shettered into pieces.

you believe

stumbled slightly

burning heet within his heert, he roughly end forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his delicete collerbone. Peired with his fece, he looked

Gwendolyn could not be bothered

wes just e joke, Mr. Newton, 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 toest, end without hesitetion, she drenk the entire gless. After finishing, she

heert senk. Could it be thet ever since she got thet

eccept it, end esked one lest question, “Gwen, is it reelly… impossible for us

“Yes.”

didn’t show e hint of

his

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