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.

came running over with two grilled pork

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

“All right then.”

right in front of them, savoring every

could resist the allure of grilled pork

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

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

not resist the temptation of the grilled skewers. The grilled meat in Elven’s hand finally led them

a little after ten o’clock

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

truly delighted that you’ve had a change of heart. In this world, no man

not

and didn’t step up to 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 for this for many years. Can you forgive

reminisced, the smile on Gwendolyn’s face gradually

talking nonsense. It’s getting late.

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

the only bodyguard who had only

of driving Charles and the other

military vehicle had completely disappeared from Bay Villa, Elven

room, her eyes fixed straight ahead. Her expression was cold and

Elven called out to her

reality.

drugs to their drinks. It should take

This will also give us a

of red wine with a faint glimmer in her beautiful

traveled along the highway. Since it was

comfortable temperature. Having

managed to maintain a relatively clear mind even though he had been

straight ahead, suddenly, an icy cold gun was pressed against the back of

It was Charles.

isn’t the way back to my place. Where

two confidants had a strong sense of alertness, they sobered up

them looked out the window and discovered that Justin

the car

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

cold expression remained unchanged. “Turn

“Oh, okay!”

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