The Ex and Her Riches

He lifted his head to direct an icy gaze in Charles‘ direction.

Without hesitation, he retorted, “You’re overestimating yourself. If I can’t protect Gwendolyn and the children, why do you think you can do a better job than me?”

After all, Cedrick had helped Charles ascend to the position of head of the Newton family.

Charles was occupied with developing Newton Group and would still need to rely heavily on the support and assistance of Gwendolyn and Cedrick in the future. In contrast, Charles paled in comparison to Cedrick’s power and influence.

With a mere flick of his finger, Cedrick could–cause–an earthquake in Chanaea with his deep–rooted influence, and Charles couldn’t hold a candle to him.

Cedrick had tolerated Charles‘ snide remarks for a while, but there were moments when he couldn’t hold back and would retort in response. This time, however, he had reached his breaking point and snapped.

Charles was both Benedict and Zendaya’s godfather, so Cedrick wouldn’t label him as a scheming person for now.

Charles‘ face paled as he flashed a self–deprecating smile. “I’ve indeed overestimated myself. With you around, Gwendolyn and the children will lead a blissful life.”

That’s more like it.

Cedrick’s displeased expression softened slightly. In an unusual move, he placed a piece of grilled meat onto Charles‘ plate instead of offering it to Gwendolyn first.

“Eat up,and don’t complain that we don’t treat you well. I hope the food will shut you up.”

Hearing his direct remark, Charles felt slightly awkward but couldn’t do anything else about it.

Gwendolyn couldn’t help but suppress her laughter at the rivalry between Cedrick and Charles. “Not many people in Chanaea get the privilege of tasting Ceddy’s grilled meat. It’s quite a delicacy, so enjoy, Mr. Newton. He’s an excellent grill master.”

Charles smiled and nodded without a word.

Gwendolyn turned to look at Jennifer and helped her to get food to her taste.

Charles noticed she showed more attention to Jennifer than to him. Lowering his head, he stuffed the piece of grilled meat into his mouth and munched on it, finding it tasteless.

At Fairlake, it was getting dark. After their sumptuous dinner, Inez and Kieran strolled along the street.

Ever since they got engaged, they would go to work together during the day and return to the Mossey -residence for dinner at night. After dinner, they would retire to their respective rooms.

They didn’t have much time to date. In fact, Kieran hadn’t even gotten to hold her hand yet.

The upscale shopping area was relatively quiet, with few people around. The dim street lamps illuminated them, casting enchanting shadows that added a touch of warmth to the surroundings.

Tamping down his anxiety, Kieran asked, “Inez, we’re on our first date tonight. Can I hold your hand?”

he would ask that

by his consideration and respect for her

“Sure,” she agreed.

mustered his courage and stretched his hand out to

and he interlocked his fingers with hers. It was a

simple act of holding hands, both Inez and Kieran couldn’t help but blush at the intimate sensation. Their palms felt incredibly sensitive while

walked along the quiet street, savoring every step and cherishing the

and had dinner together. Mr. Kieran, where are

we can spend a night together,

“I picked a nice hotel today. We’re almost there.

Inez said nothing.

I don’t think

thought that Kieran had finally come around. To her surprise, it was

working professionals, so Inez felt a sense of mismatch as they sat

rather somber, with the

hold high hopes that he would have prepared any surprises, but she

more joy in continuing their leisurely walk than in heading to the hotel and discovering

her mind wander off, they

sight that greeted her made

though she had braced

serious, Mr.

at her solemnly. “We’re already engaged. Isn’t it normal to spend a

course

was about to lose

this is technically our first date. No one would bring their date to a love hotel on the first date! I can’t believe he’s serious. Is he pretending to be serious, or is

a tiny voice, “Don’t tell me y–you selected an SM–themed room with

name, so I don’t know if it’s the theme you want. If you prefer that, I can ask the person in charge to change our

that. Let’s

spreading across her cheeks, she instinctively placed her hands on them, hoping to cool down the

the card and

number

arrival at their room, Inez gulped nervously. Curiosity welled up within her as she

lock, and two seconds later, the door unlocked with two crisp

the holder, and as he did, the lights lit

room was adorned with elegant decor, featuring a large round bed at its center. Surrounding the bed were delicate red silk curtains, lending an air

crystal tub, complemented by provocative artwork adorning the walls. Inez couldn’t help but feel a wave of embarrassment

designed this transparent tub. It’s so… Anyway,