The Ex and Her Riches

Gwendolyn’s expression gradually hardened as she stared at him in disbelief.

With her tone a little melancholic, she said, “You don’t trust me?”

Charles chuckled. “Silly girl, I was just joking with you. Of course, I trust you. But was this wine prepared by you or Maverick? I don’t trust him.”

Gwendolyn showed him her empty red wine glass in her hand.

“I’ve already had a glass. So if the wine was tampered with, I should be the first to go down.”

Charles remained silent, gently swirling the red wine in his glass without taking a sip.

Gwendolyn was getting a bit upset. She pouted and glanced at the full bottle of red wine next to her. “Do you want me to do the same as you did last time? Should I finish the whole bottle of wine for you to believe me?”

Charles remained silent.

In a fit of defiance, Gwendolyn reached out to grab the entire bottle of red wine on the table.

Charles stopped her. “I believe you. Even if this bottle contains poison, I would still drink it because you are like a beautiful poison to me and have intoxicated me for a long time.”

He smiled dotingly. Finally, tilting his head back, he drank the glass of wine.

In the garden, Charles’ two confidants stood by the entrance, resembling a pair of statues.

Elven took the initiative to approach the two of them.

“Hey, it’s getting late. Have you two had dinner yet? We’ve secretly grilled some barbecue in the backyard. Do you want to come over and give it a try?”

Both confidants had cold expressions as they firmly rejected the invitation.

“No need.”

Elven was very patient. “Don’t be afraid. Ms. Shalders has always been very friendly. With her around, Mr. Newton won’t get angry. Besides, it’s already dinner time. Given the relationship between Mr. Newton and Ms. Shalders, we’ll all eventually become like family, so consider this an early opportunity to get acquainted.”

This time, both hesitated briefly before saying, “No need.”

They were stubborn. Elven was starting to wonder how he should continue to persuade them without being too eager, as it would raise their suspicions.

grilled pork

tonight are especially delicious. Give them a try! Ms. Shalders said she and Mr. Newton was going to drink to their hearts’ desire. So, they want us to

“All right then.”

right in

the allure of grilled

through the air and reached the nostrils of the two. They stared at the meat in Elven’s hand, swallowing their saliva and feeling

“Come on. Let’s go. Mr. Newton probably won’t leave until very late tonight. Who knows how long you two will be hungry? We have both beer and wine in the backyard. Let’s have a few drinks. I’m sure Mr. Newton

of the grilled skewers.

meal lasted until a little after

were chatting happily. Charles’ handsome face flushed red, and his usually deep,

change of heart. In this world, no man

not saying a

me the most. Instead, I went to the Central Intelligence Agency to chase fame and fortune. I’ve blamed

smile on Gwendolyn’s

nonsense. It’s getting

explaining, but Gwendolyn called Justin over to

been drinking in the backyard, they couldn’t drive. Justin was the only bodyguard who had only

of driving Charles and the other two

the military vehicle had completely disappeared from

sitting in the dining room, her eyes fixed straight ahead. Her expression was cold and stern as she was lost

called out

to reality. “Were

drinks. It

This will also give us a chance to assess

of red wine with

Since it was rather late at night, there

to a very comfortable temperature. Having had a few drinks, Charles’ two confidants

relatively clear mind even though he had

ahead, suddenly, an

It was Charles.

my place. Where are

and since the two confidants had a strong sense of alertness,

window and discovered that Justin was

atmosphere inside the

wrong turn? I’m sorry, Mr. Newton. You were all asleep so I didn’t want to wake you up. I thought taking this route

expression remained

“Oh, okay!”

and abruptly spun the steering wheel. The entire vehicle almost lost balance, nearly tipping over