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.

over with two grilled

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 too. There

“All right then.”

the skewers and ate one right

could resist the allure of grilled pork belly. They just

nostrils of the two. They

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

they could not resist the temptation of the grilled skewers. The grilled meat in Elven’s

a little after ten o’clock

handsome face flushed red, and his

heart. In this world, no man is more deserving of you than me. We are a

smiled, not saying a

protect and comfort you when you needed me the most. Instead, I went to the Central Intelligence Agency to chase fame and fortune. I’ve blamed myself

the smile on

and talking nonsense. It’s getting late.

continue explaining, but Gwendolyn called Justin over to help him into

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

took the responsibility of driving Charles and the

vehicle had completely disappeared from Bay Villa,

the dining room, her eyes fixed straight ahead. Her expression

Shalders?” Elven called out to her

to reality. “Were the

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

a chance to

of red wine with a faint glimmer

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

car’s air conditioning to a very comfortable temperature. Having had a few drinks, Charles’ two confidants were feeling

managed to maintain a relatively clear mind even though he had

an icy cold gun was pressed against the

It was Charles.

my place. Where are you

quite loud, and since the two confidants had a

looked out the window and discovered that Justin was

the car suddenly became

asleep so I didn’t want

cold expression remained unchanged.

“Oh, okay!”

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