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

black velvet dress with a gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of place with

straight toward the private room Charles had

a very tall

stopped in her tracks, her

glimpse of a mole

“Excuse me, Sir.”

turned around, and as she looked at the man,

in his tracks

features. He was tall and sturdy,

with a smile, the man felt

you talking to me, Miss?” His voice was

gracefully pursed her lips and took two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could

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

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

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

watching the man’s figure

turned around

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

old friend just to get me out of the house, would you,

wry look in his eyes. “Do you really 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 enjoy some wine and

glass of wine onto the coffee table in front

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

drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely you wouldn’t deny me

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. He poured himself

red liquid before bringing it to her

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

serious. “Are you

she deny enything. There wes e hint

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

quivered gently. Her feciel

picked up the helf-empty bottle of red wine from the

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

finishing the entire bottle of wine,

It shettered into pieces.

believe me

slender legs stumbled slightly es he

forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his delicete collerbone. Peired with his fece, he

could not be 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 geve Cherles

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

“Yes.”

hint of

his

she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment end dejection emeneting from