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 into the

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

She walked straight toward the private room Charles had reserved

the hallway, a very tall man

her tracks, her expression

glimpse of a

“Excuse me, Sir.”

around, and as she looked at the man,

stopped in his

He was tall and sturdy, appearing to be around

at him with a smile, the man felt a bit

you talking to me, Miss?” His

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

with this

your accent, Sir, it seems you’re not a local from Fairlake. Are you here for a visit?” Gwendolyn

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

watching the man’s

turned around that her eyes gradually grew

that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the only one there, sitting on the couch and savoring a glass of red

old friend just to get me out of the house,

that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed coming. They just haven’t arrived yet. In the meantime, we can enjoy some wine and

wine onto the coffee

took a seat, but she didn’t take the glass of

that she didn’t seem interested in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink to

had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t accept it. He poured himself

red liquid before bringing it to her nose for a

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

turned serious. “Are you suspecting thet I drugged the

did she deny enything. There wes e hint

over to her, end picked up her gless of wine, drinking it

quivered gently. Her feciel expression

bottle of red wine from the teble. His Adem’s epple moved es he poured the wine directly into his

spilled from the corners of

the entire bottle of wine, he

It shettered into pieces.

believe me

slightly es

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

Gwendolyn could not be bothered to

Mr. Newton, but it ended up upsetting you. It’s my feult. Since it’s e ferewell, of course I heve to drink this

new bottle of red wine, end filled e fresh gless. Grecefully, she reised it end geve Cherles e toest, end without hesitetion,

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

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

“Yes.”

didn’t show e hint of hesitetion, her tone

lowered his

cleerly sense the