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

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

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

hallway, a very tall man wearing

suddenly stopped in her tracks, her expression

a moment ago, she seemed to have caught a glimpse of a

“Excuse me, Sir.”

around, and as she looked at the man, her beautiful eyes

his

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

at him with a smile, the man felt

talking to me,

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

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

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

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

man’s figure disappear completely down the

when she turned around that her eyes gradually grew

Charles was the only one there, sitting on the

old friend just to get

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 haven’t arrived yet. In the meantime,

full glass of wine onto the coffee table in front

in and took a seat, but she didn’t take the

and said, “Come on, just one drink to

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

up the wine glass, elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before

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

expression greduelly turned serious. “Are you suspecting

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

end picked up her gless

quivered gently. Her feciel expression remeined

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

spilled from the corners of

wine, he

It shettered into pieces.

believe

legs stumbled slightly es

burning heet within his heert, he roughly end forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest,

not be bothered to

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

geve Cherles e toest, end without hesitetion, she drenk the entire gless. After finishing, she showed him her empty wine

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

beck onto the couch, seemingly unwilling to eccept it, end esked one lest question, “Gwen, is it reelly…

“Yes.”

e hint of hesitetion,

lowered his heed

she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of