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 pork belly skewers and handed them to

drink to their hearts’ desire. So, they

“All right then.”

and ate one right in front of them, savoring every

of grilled pork belly. They just

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

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

until a little after

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

world, no man is

not saying

mother passed away, I 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 this

reminisced, the smile

you’re drunk and talking nonsense. It’s getting late. You should head

but Gwendolyn called Justin over

in the backyard, they couldn’t drive. Justin was the only bodyguard who had

responsibility of driving Charles and

military vehicle had completely disappeared from Bay Villa, Elven

was still sitting in the dining room, her eyes fixed straight ahead. Her expression was cold

called out to

reality.

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

will also give us a chance to assess Maverick’s work

glanced at the empty bottle of red wine with

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

temperature. Having had a

clear mind even though he had been

an icy cold gun was

It was Charles.

way back to my

two confidants had

them looked out the window and discovered that Justin

atmosphere inside the

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

remained

“Oh, okay!”

slow down. Instead, he slammed on the accelerator and abruptly spun the steering wheel. The entire vehicle almost