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

and classical-looking black velvet dress with a gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of place with the men

She walked straight

tall man wearing sunglasses brushed past

in her tracks,

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

“Excuse me, Sir.”

turned around, and as she looked at

man stopped in his

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

a smile, the man felt a

talking to me, Miss?” His voice was

him. “Yes, Sir. Could you please tell me how to

man’s expression remained unchanged. “I’m not familiar with this place. You can ask the

a local from Fairlake. Are you here for a visit?” Gwendolyn asked softly, engaging

man’s eyes met hers from behind his sunglasses. His expression was cold and 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

man’s figure disappear completely down the

only when she turned around

peaceful inside. Charles was

have lied to me about meeting an old friend just

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

a full glass of wine onto the coffee

but

said, “Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely you wouldn’t deny me this small

glass of bitter wine with a melancholic expression on his face. His deep blue eyes had lost their usual brilliance as

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expression, but she could cleerly sense the