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.

with two grilled pork belly skewers

drink to their hearts’ desire. So, they want us to eat well and enjoy ourselves too. There are two bottles of

“All right then.”

skewers and ate one right in front

could resist the allure of grilled pork belly. They

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

continued enthusiastically, “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

two exchanged glances. Ultimately, they could not resist the temptation of the grilled

little after ten o’clock at

handsome face flushed red, and his usually deep, azure eyes seemed somewhat

delighted that you’ve had a change of heart. In this world, no man is more deserving of you than me. We are

not

needed me the most. Instead, I

smile on

It’s getting late. You should head

explaining, but Gwendolyn called Justin over to help him

been drinking in the backyard, they couldn’t drive. Justin was the only bodyguard who had only eaten barbeque and did not consume alcohol due to his injuries not being

of driving Charles and the

completely disappeared from Bay Villa, Elven quietly entered the

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

Shalders?” Elven called out to

snapped back to reality. “Were the two

to their drinks. It should take effect while they’re

a

of red wine with

traveled along the highway. Since it was rather late at night, there was very

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

Charles managed to maintain a relatively clear

with his eyes fixed straight ahead, suddenly, an icy cold gun was pressed against the back of

It was Charles.

way back to my place. Where

was quite loud, and since the two confidants had a strong sense

them looked out the window and discovered that

atmosphere inside the car

turn? I’m sorry, Mr. Newton. You were all asleep so I didn’t want to

cold expression remained

“Oh, okay!”

down. Instead, he slammed on the accelerator and abruptly spun the steering wheel. The entire vehicle almost lost balance,

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