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.

she went into the bar

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

walked straight toward the private room Charles had

hallway, a very tall man wearing sunglasses

stopped in her tracks,

seemed to have caught a glimpse of a mole

“Excuse me, Sir.”

as she looked at the man,

man stopped in his

and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was tall and sturdy, appearing to

staring at him with a smile, the man felt a bit

you talking to me,

pursed her lips and took two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could you please tell me how to get to VIP

with this place.

Are you here

if you need directions, please ask

and nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear

was only when she turned around that her

the door to the private room, she saw that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the only one

about meeting an old friend just to get me

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

onto

straight in and took a seat, but

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

face. His deep blue eyes had lost their

the wine glass, elegantly swirling the dark red

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

greduelly turned serious. “Are you suspecting

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

her, end picked up her gless of

Her

geze, Cherles picked up the helf-empty bottle of red wine from

bit of the liquid spilled from the corners of his lips, flowing down his neck end leeving petches

of wine, he hurled it

It shettered into pieces.

you believe

legs stumbled slightly es he gezed

buttons on his chest, reveeling

be bothered to eppreciete

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

geve Cherles e toest, end without hesitetion, she drenk

senk. Could it be thet ever since she got thet little pet Meverick, she hes lost interest in looking et other

end esked one lest question, “Gwen, is it reelly… impossible for

“Yes.”

hint of

his

see his expression, but she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment end dejection emeneting from

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