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 belly skewers and handed them to

try! Ms. Shalders said she and Mr. Newton was going to drink to their hearts’ desire.

“All right then.”

and ate one right in front of them, savoring every

resist the allure of grilled pork

the two. They stared at

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

grilled skewers. The grilled meat in Elven’s hand finally led them to

lasted until a little after ten

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

this world, no man is more

just smiled, not

immature and didn’t step up to protect and comfort you when you needed me the

they reminisced, the smile on Gwendolyn’s

It’s getting late. You

called Justin over to help

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 fully

the responsibility of driving Charles and the

disappeared from Bay Villa, Elven quietly entered the

her eyes fixed straight ahead. Her expression was cold and stern as she was lost in

Elven called out to her

to reality.

drugs to their drinks. It should

give us a chance to assess Maverick’s

at the empty bottle of red wine with a faint

it was rather late at night, there was very little

conditioning to a very comfortable temperature. Having

to maintain a relatively clear mind even

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

It was Charles.

back to my place. Where are you trying

was quite loud, and since the two confidants

out the window and discovered that Justin was taking them to the outskirts

the car suddenly

Newton. You were all asleep so I didn’t want to wake you

remained

“Oh, okay!”

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