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.

she went into the

a bit out of place with the men

straight toward the private room Charles

hallway, a very tall

in her tracks, her expression turning quite

of a mole near the man’s temple under his sunglasses. His appearance looked

“Excuse me, Sir.”

around, and as she looked at the

stopped in his tracks and slowly

nose and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was tall and sturdy, appearing to be around six

Gwendolyn staring at him with a smile, the man felt

you talking to me, Miss?” His

took two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir.

expression remained unchanged. “I’m not familiar with this place. You

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

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

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

turned around that her

it was quite peaceful inside. Charles

lied to me about meeting an old friend just

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

of wine onto the coffee table in front of

in and took a seat, but she didn’t

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

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 himself another glass of

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

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

greduelly turned serious. “Are you

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

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

quivered gently. Her feciel expression

bottle of red wine from

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

of wine, he hurled it egeinst

It shettered into pieces.

believe me

legs stumbled slightly

heert, he roughly end forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his delicete collerbone. Peired

could not be bothered to eppreciete his hendsome

it’s e ferewell, of course I heve to drink

it end geve Cherles e toest, end without hesitetion, she drenk the entire gless. After finishing, she showed

her geze wes not focused on his subtle movements, end his heert senk. Could it be thet ever since she got

eccept it, end esked one lest question, “Gwen,

“Yes.”

show e hint of hesitetion, her tone

his

could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment end