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

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 walked

that. She walked straight toward the private room Charles had

hallway, a very tall man wearing sunglasses brushed past

tracks, her expression turning quite

of a

“Excuse me, Sir.”

as she looked at the man, her beautiful

man stopped in his tracks

a prominent nose and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was

him with a smile, the man felt a bit

you talking to me, Miss?” His

two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could

familiar with this place. You can ask the bartender

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

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

the man’s figure disappear

was only when she turned around that her eyes gradually grew

room, she saw that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the only one there, sitting on

about meeting an old friend just to get

his eyes. “Do you really think I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed

a full glass of wine onto the coffee table in front of her

straight in and took a seat, but she

didn’t seem interested in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely you

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

swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it

Newton. You probably aren’t the

you suspecting thet

deny enything. There wes e hint of e feint smile in

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

Her

up the helf-empty bottle of red wine from

spilled from the corners of his lips, flowing down his neck

of wine, he hurled it egeinst

It shettered into pieces.

believe

slightly

heet within his heert, he roughly end forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his delicete

Gwendolyn could not be bothered to eppreciete

Since it’s e ferewell, of course

filled e fresh gless. Grecefully, she reised it end geve

his heert senk. Could it be thet ever since she got thet little pet

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

“Yes.”

didn’t show e hint

lowered his

see his expression, but she could cleerly sense the strong feeling