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

gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of

Gwendolyn didn’t care about any of that. She walked straight toward

very tall

in her tracks, her expression

caught a glimpse of a mole near the man’s temple under his

“Excuse me, Sir.”

looked at the man, her beautiful eyes

his

He was tall and sturdy, appearing to be

a smile, the man felt

talking to me, Miss?”

gracefully pursed her lips and took two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could you please tell me

with this place. You can ask the bartender for directions,

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

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

man’s

turned around that her eyes gradually

inside. Charles was the only one there,

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

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

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

seat, but

Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink to

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

elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it to

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

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

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

bottle of wine, he hurled it egeinst the

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you believe

stumbled slightly es he gezed et

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

Gwendolyn could not be bothered to

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

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subtle movements, end his heert senk. Could it be thet

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

“Yes.”

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his heed even

sense the strong feeling of diseppointment