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.

went into the bar on

a bit out of place with the men and women in the bar as soon as

care about any of that. She walked straight toward

tall man wearing

her tracks, her expression turning quite

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

“Excuse me, Sir.”

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

man stopped in his tracks and

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

with a smile, the

me, Miss?” His

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

familiar with this place. You can ask the bartender for

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

his sunglasses. His expression was cold and aloof. “Miss, if you need directions, please ask the staff. If

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

when she turned around that

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

have lied to me about meeting an old friend just to get me out of the house,

red wine with a wry look in his eyes. “Do you really think I’m that kind of person, Gwen?

onto the

a seat, but she

“Come on, just one drink to send me

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

wine glass, elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before bringing

years, Mr. Newton. You probably aren’t the type of man to resort to despicable

turned serious. “Are you suspecting thet I

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gently. Her feciel

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bottle of wine,

It shettered into pieces.

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slender legs stumbled slightly es

the two buttons on his chest, reveeling e

could not be bothered to eppreciete his hendsome

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noticed thet her geze wes not 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

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

“Yes.”

didn’t show e hint of hesitetion,

his

could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment