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

try! Ms. Shalders said she and Mr. Newton was going to drink to their hearts’ desire. So, they want us to eat well and enjoy ourselves

“All right then.”

and ate one right in front of them,

allure of grilled pork belly. They

aroma wafted through the air and reached the nostrils of the two. They stared

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 have both beer and wine in the backyard. Let’s have a few drinks. I’m sure Mr. Newton won’t give you a hard

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

little after ten o’clock at

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

no man is more deserving of you

just smiled, not

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

they reminisced, the smile on Gwendolyn’s face

It’s getting

but Gwendolyn called

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

he took the responsibility of driving

from Bay Villa, Elven

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

Shalders?” Elven called

snapped back to reality. “Were the two confidants

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

This will also give us a chance to assess

bottle of red wine with a faint glimmer

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

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

a relatively clear mind even though he

suddenly, an icy cold gun was pressed

It was Charles.

isn’t the way back to my place. Where are you trying

since the two confidants had

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

atmosphere inside the car

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

expression remained

“Oh, okay!”

speeding, and Justin did not slow down. Instead, he slammed on the accelerator and abruptly spun the steering wheel. The entire vehicle