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

a 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 too. There are two

“All right then.”

and ate one right in front of them, savoring

resist the allure of grilled pork belly. They just smelled way too

aroma wafted through the air and reached the nostrils of the two. They stared at the meat in Elven’s hand, swallowing

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

Ultimately, they could not resist the temptation of the grilled skewers. The grilled meat in Elven’s hand finally led them to

until a little after ten o’clock at

chatting happily. Charles’ handsome face flushed red, and his usually deep, azure eyes seemed

world, no man is more deserving of you than me. We are

not saying

didn’t step up to protect and comfort you when you needed me the most.

smile

and talking nonsense. It’s getting late. You

but Gwendolyn called Justin over to

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

of driving Charles and the other two

vehicle had completely disappeared from Bay Villa,

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

Elven called out to

back to reality.

the drugs to their drinks.

give us a

at the empty bottle of red wine with a faint glimmer in

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

comfortable temperature. Having

maintain a relatively clear mind even

suddenly, an icy cold gun

It was Charles.

way back to my

loud, and since the two confidants had a strong sense of alertness, they sobered

out the window and discovered that Justin was

the

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

cold expression remained unchanged. “Turn

“Oh, okay!”

abruptly spun the steering wheel. The entire vehicle almost lost balance, nearly tipping