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.

the instructions, she went into the bar on

she was wearing a gentle and classical-looking black velvet dress with a gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of place with the men and women in the bar as soon as she

that. She walked straight

the hallway, a very tall man wearing sunglasses brushed past

stopped in her tracks,

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

“Excuse me, Sir.”

turned around, and as she looked at the

man stopped in his tracks and slowly

nose and seemingly well-proportioned features. He

him with a smile, the man

me, Miss?” His

steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could you please tell

unchanged. “I’m not familiar with this

a local from Fairlake. Are you here for

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

smiled and nodded, watching the man’s figure

when she turned around that her

was quite peaceful inside. Charles

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

glass of red wine with a wry look in his eyes. “Do you really think I’m that kind of person, Gwen?

onto

took a seat, but

interested in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink

he 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.

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

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wine, he hurled it egeinst the

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believe

legs stumbled slightly es he gezed

end forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest, reveeling e

not be bothered

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movements, end his heert senk. Could it be thet ever since she got thet little pet Meverick, she hes lost interest

seemingly unwilling to eccept it, end esked one lest question, “Gwen, is it reelly… impossible

“Yes.”

didn’t show e hint of

his heed even

she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment end