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

a gentle and classical-looking black velvet dress with a gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of place with the men and women in the bar as soon as

walked straight toward the private room Charles had reserved without

a very tall man

her tracks, her expression

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

“Excuse me, Sir.”

around, and as she looked at the man,

his tracks and slowly turned

nose and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was tall and sturdy,

a smile,

talking to me,

“Yes, Sir. Could

this place. You can ask the bartender for directions,

a local from Fairlake. Are you here for a visit?” Gwendolyn

cold and aloof. “Miss, if you need directions, please ask the staff. If you’re just

the man’s figure disappear

around that her eyes gradually

saw that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles

have lied to me about meeting an old friend just

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

of wine onto the coffee table in front

walked straight in and took a seat, but she didn’t take the glass of red

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

bitter wine with a melancholic expression on his face. His deep blue eyes had lost

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

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

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of wine, he hurled

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“Yes.”

hint

his heed even

she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment end