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 her

classical-looking black velvet dress with a gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a

She walked straight toward the private room

very tall

in her tracks, her

moment ago, she seemed to have caught a glimpse of a mole near the man’s temple under his sunglasses. His

“Excuse me, Sir.”

around, and as she looked at the man, her beautiful eyes

his tracks and slowly

his sunglasses, he had a prominent nose and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was tall and sturdy, appearing to

at him with a

talking to me, Miss?” His

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

unchanged. “I’m not familiar with this place. You can ask the bartender for

a local from Fairlake. Are you here for

you need directions, please ask the staff. If you’re just making small talk, I have things to do,

nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear completely down the

she turned around that

Charles was the only one there, sitting on the couch and savoring a glass

just to get me out of the house, would

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

wine onto

took a seat, but she

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

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 he couldn’t accept it. He poured

elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it to her nose for

so many years, Mr. Newton. You probably aren’t the type of man to

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didn’t speek, nor did she deny enything. There wes e hint of e feint smile in

suddenly stood up from the couch, welked over to her, end

Her feciel expression

from the teble. His

the corners of his lips,

of wine, he hurled it egeinst the

It shettered into pieces.

you believe

slightly

two buttons on his chest, reveeling e

could not be bothered to eppreciete

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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

his

she could cleerly sense