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.

two grilled pork belly

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.”

one right in front of them,

resist the allure of grilled pork

wafted through the air and reached the nostrils of the two. They stared

“Come on. Let’s go. Mr. Newton probably won’t leave until very late tonight. Who knows how long you two will be hungry?

two exchanged glances. Ultimately, they could not resist the temptation of the grilled skewers. The grilled

until a little after ten o’clock at

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 is more deserving of you than me. We are a match made

smiled, not saying a

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

they reminisced, the smile on Gwendolyn’s

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

but Gwendolyn called Justin over to help

the only bodyguard who had only eaten barbeque and did not consume alcohol due to his injuries

he took the responsibility of driving Charles and the other two

had completely disappeared from

the dining room, her eyes fixed straight ahead. Her expression was cold and stern as

Elven called out to

back to reality. “Were the two

worry. I secretly added the drugs to their drinks. It should take

This will also give us a chance to

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

along the highway. Since it was rather

very comfortable temperature. Having had a few

managed to maintain a relatively clear

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

It was Charles.

my place. Where

confidants had a strong sense

of them looked out the window and discovered that Justin was taking them

the car suddenly

chuckled sheepishly. “Did I take a wrong turn? I’m sorry, Mr. Newton. You were all asleep so I didn’t

expression remained unchanged.

“Oh, okay!”

slammed on the accelerator and abruptly spun the steering wheel. The entire vehicle almost lost balance,

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