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.

giving the instructions, she went into the

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

any of that. She walked straight toward the private

tall man wearing sunglasses brushed past

suddenly stopped in her tracks, her

to have caught a glimpse of a mole near the man’s

“Excuse me, Sir.”

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

in his tracks and slowly turned

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

with a smile, the

me, Miss?” His voice

Sir. Could you please tell me how to get to VIP Room

man’s expression remained unchanged. “I’m not familiar with this place. You can ask

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

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

and nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear completely

turned around that her

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

me about meeting an old friend just to

kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed

full glass of wine onto the coffee

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

“Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely you wouldn’t deny me this small favor,

glass of bitter wine with a melancholic expression on his face. His deep blue eyes had lost their usual brilliance as if

glass, elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it

“I’ve known you for so many years, Mr. Newton. You probably aren’t the type of man to

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onto the couch, seemingly unwilling to eccept it, end esked

“Yes.”

hint

his heed

could cleerly sense