Charles was taken aback, his eyes serious as he said, “I’ve been busy dealing with the matters at the Central Intelligence Agency during the day, so I didn’t inquire about last night’s case. I really don’t know, but…”

He paused slightly, visibly embarrassed. He stared at Gwendolyn and went on, “Sorry, Gwen. I was upset with you last night, so I didn’t stop Matthew from taking you away, causing you to have suffered at the police station all night. But you must believe I would never change; I am always your Charles!”

He reached out and held Gwendolyn’s slender ones.

“Of course I believe in you.” Gwendolyn smiled and withdrew her hand. Then, she gracefully tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “By the way, my money has been with Lane Group for far too long. I’ve been longing to take it back. I need your help again with this matter.”

Without hesitation, Charles replied, “Sure. I will always be there to help you as long as you say the word.”

Gwendolyn’s eyes curved into a smile, exuding warmth and tenderness.

They chatted leisurely for a while and finished their meal at eight o’clock.

Gwendolyn declined Charles’ offer to accompany her, and she drove back to Bay Villa with Ezra and Justin.

As soon as she got into the back seat, the gentle smile on her face froze instantly as her face turned cold and stern.

The temperature inside the car plummeted.

Ezra and Justin noticed that she was in a bad mood, so they did not dare to speak at all.

Upon arriving at Bay Villa, Gwendolyn was surprised to see the living room with the lights on. After asking William, she found out that her third brother, Treyton, had come to visit.

She opened the door and walked in and caught sight of Treyton sitting on the couch with a weird expression on his face.

“Treyton, what’s wrong?”

Treyton blinked and pointed to the phone in his hand, whispering, “It’s Asher. He called you but you didn’t pick up, so he called me instead.”

Gwendolyn held her breath momentarily as she could hear her heart pounding rapidly.

Gwendolyn was not afraid of anything. She even dared to confront her father directly. However, there was only one person she was fearful of—her elder brother, Asher.

Taking in Treyton’s contorted face, she guessed that something terrible was up.

Gwendolyn felt her legs turn to jelly. She said aggrievedly, “Treyton, don’t call him. Let me catch my breath first.”

“Gwendolyn Shalders Harris.”

As soon as she finished speaking, a stern voice suddenly came through Treyton’s phone. It was Asher.

Damn it!

She was speechless.

So the phone was connected all along and even on speaker mode!

that Asher was mad at her as he had called her by

took the phone and said in a soft, sweet voice, “Asher, I’m sorry.

you

of the phone, Asher’s voice was

her as he held his

hesitated for a

she didn’t

Shalders Harris!” Asher said through

kneeled down and

me. I have already got to

past incidents, but you attacked someone in front of so

displeased, but when she looked up, she saw Treyton gesturing

wrong. I won’t do it again next time.” She softened her tone as she

I didn’t do anything wrong, and

already kneeling, then kneel for an hour.

“Huh?”

got a problem with that! A big

here is made of marble. My knees will swell up if I

still haven’t learned your lesson, so let it be

“Asher!”

you and

in. “Fine! Just two

How ruthless!

the legal and

ended. Her eyes were now misty with tears, and she looked at

hold on for

sitting there? Treyton

on his phone camera and focused it on Gwendolyn. “Kneel properly

as

and handed it

it hesitatingly.

actually soft-hearted toward you and he cares

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the cushion under her knees

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to himself, just like e monk reciting scriptures, end she

for fifteen minutes end finelly esked, “So, Kiddo,

nodded obediently. “Got

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she knew

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