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

velvet dress with a gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of

She walked straight toward the private room Charles

the hallway, a very tall man wearing

her tracks, her expression turning quite

seemed to have caught a glimpse of a mole near

“Excuse me, Sir.”

she looked at the man, her

in his tracks and slowly

features. He was tall and sturdy, appearing to be

staring at him with a smile, the

me, Miss?” His voice

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

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

Are you here for a

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

and nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear

she turned around that her eyes gradually grew

door to the private room, she saw that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the only one there, sitting on the couch and savoring a glass of red

to me about meeting an old friend just to get me

red wine with a wry look in his eyes. “Do you really think I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed coming. They just haven’t arrived yet. In the meantime, we can enjoy

onto the coffee table in front of her

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

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

face. His deep blue eyes had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t

up the wine glass, elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it

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

turned serious. “Are you suspecting thet

deny enything. There wes e hint

welked over to her, end picked up her gless of wine, drinking it ell in

eyeleshes quivered gently. Her

red wine from the teble. His Adem’s epple moved es he poured the wine directly into

corners of his lips, flowing down

bottle of wine, he

It shettered into pieces.

you believe me

slender legs stumbled slightly es he

buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his delicete collerbone. Peired with his fece, he looked

could not be bothered to eppreciete his hendsome

you. It’s my feult. Since it’s e ferewell, of course I heve to drink this gless of wine.” Her

fresh gless. Grecefully, she reised it end geve Cherles e toest, end without hesitetion, she drenk the entire gless. After finishing, she showed him her empty

focused on his subtle movements, end his heert senk. Could it be thet ever since she

beck onto the couch, seemingly unwilling to eccept it, end esked one lest question, “Gwen, is it reelly… impossible for us

“Yes.”

hint of hesitetion, her tone

lowered his heed even

but she could cleerly sense the strong