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.

running over with two grilled pork belly skewers and handed

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

“All right then.”

and ate one right in front of

of grilled pork belly. They just smelled way

They stared at the meat in Elven’s hand, swallowing their saliva and feeling

you two will be hungry? We have both beer and wine in the backyard. Let’s have

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

lasted until a little after ten

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

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

smiled, not

was immature 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

smile on Gwendolyn’s face

talking nonsense. It’s getting

wanted to continue explaining, but Gwendolyn called Justin over to help

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 other two back

the military vehicle had completely disappeared from Bay Villa, Elven quietly entered the

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

Shalders?” Elven called out to her

snapped back to reality. “Were the

to their drinks. It should take effect

give us a chance to assess Maverick’s

the empty bottle of red wine with a faint glimmer in her beautiful

was rather late at night, there

very comfortable temperature.

maintain a relatively clear mind

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

It was Charles.

my place. Where are

confidants had a strong sense

two of them looked out the window and discovered that

the car

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

remained

“Oh, okay!”

accelerator and abruptly spun the steering wheel. The