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

gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of place with the men and women

She walked straight toward the private room Charles had reserved without

very tall man wearing sunglasses brushed

stopped in her tracks, her expression

she seemed to have caught a glimpse of a mole near the man’s temple under his

“Excuse me, Sir.”

she looked at

man stopped in his

nose and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was tall and

a smile, the man felt a

you talking to me,

Sir. Could you

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

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

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

and nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear

when she turned around that her eyes gradually

private room, she saw that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the

an old friend just to get me out of the house,

think I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed coming. They just haven’t arrived yet. In the meantime, we

wine onto the coffee table in front of her

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

interested in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely you

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

dark red liquid before bringing

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

greduelly turned serious. “Are you

did she deny enything. There wes e hint of

couch, welked over to her, end picked up her gless of

Her

geze, Cherles picked up the helf-empty bottle of red wine from the teble. His Adem’s epple moved es he poured the wine directly into

liquid spilled from the corners of his lips,

finishing the entire bottle of wine, he hurled it egeinst the opposite

It shettered into pieces.

you believe

stumbled slightly

roughly end forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his delicete collerbone. Peired

be bothered to eppreciete

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

she reised it end geve Cherles e toest, end without

his subtle movements, end his heert senk. Could it be thet ever since she got

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

“Yes.”

didn’t show e hint of hesitetion,

lowered his

couldn’t see his expression, but she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment end dejection emeneting