The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 727

Perplexed, Charles blinked slowly before asking in disbelief, “You… can’t be trying to court me, can you?”

Rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly, the man broke out into a huge grin as color rushed to his ears.

It was obvious that the man had gotten his eyes on Charles.

Charles, taken aback by the intensity of the man’s scrutiny, found himself momentarily speechless. How did I manage to bump into an idiot while cross-dressing?

As Charles’ expression turned serious, he abandoned his previous demeanor and spoke with a low, commanding voice. Through gritted teeth, he issued a threatening warning to the man, “It seems you’re seeking trouble and have grown tired of living. Get lost. Now! Immediately!”

Startled by Charles’ true voice, the man stumbled a few steps backward and gaped at Charles, trembling.

Was I mistaken? Is this not a woman?

“P-Pardon me…”

The man darted off as though he had seen a ghost.

At last, the emergency exit was silent, and no one else came to disturb Charles’ cigarette break.

Holding a lit cigarette between his fingers, he sat down with his legs apart, allowing a glimpse of what lay underneath his short dress. His face displayed a combination of disdain and contempt.

As he exhaled a cloud of smoke, Charles grumbled under his breath, “I’m at least a head taller than him, and yet he has the audacity to try and court me. What a despicable and lustful scoundrel.”

Since the kindergarten was closed, Zendaya spent the entire day with Benedict in the laboratory.

Once Gwendolyn left the office, she immediately headed over to pick up the two children. After cleaning the restrooms, Charles turned to leave, unbothered by the whole incident.

Getting into his car, he drove straight to the Newton residence.

Following Nico’s strict orders, Charles made his way back to the villa, his body exhausted and sore from the day’s events. He still wore the maid costume, as instructed.

At the entrance, the bodyguard stepped forward to stop Charles in his path, unable to see his face hidden behind the wig’s bangs. “Miss, this is the Newton private residence. No one is allowed to enter without permission.”

Charles fell silent as he halted in his tracks.

Raising his gaze slowly, he shot the bodyguard an icy look.

The bodyguard’s curiosity was piqued as he tried to recall where he had seen the face in front of him before. It felt strangely familiar, but he couldn’t quite place it.

There were only two females in the Newton residence—Jasmine and Jennifer. After the latter had gotten engaged, she moved out to live with her fiancé.

The woman in front of him didn’t quite match his memory of Jennifer or Jasmine.

Moreover, her aura was terrifying.

“You are?”

Charles composed himself and spoke calmly. “Take a good look. Who am I?”

The bodyguard shook his head cluelessly, leaving Charles bereft of words.

Just then, Manuel walked over, oblivious about what was going on. From afar, he had noticed a tall, muscular, woman dressed in a maid uniform at the entrance.

and caught a clear glimpse of Charles’ unique blue eyes that recognition

you dressed up like

morning when he left. Why would he be

Charles a once-over. Hmm, his legs are long and

hearing Manuel addressing the woman as Charles, the bodyguard was taken aback and quickly stepped

Charles had, he brushed off Manuel’s confusion and proceeded toward the villa, with Manuel trailing behind him. Parplaxad, Charlas blinkad slowly bafora asking in

man broka out into a huga grin as color rushad to

man had gottan his

takan aback by tha intansity of tha man’s scrutiny, found himsalf momantarily spaachlass. How

ha abandonad his pravious damaanor and spoka with a low, commanding voica. Through grittad taath, ha issuad a

by Charlas’ trua voica, tha man stumblad a faw staps backward and gapad at Charlas,

I mistakan? Is this not

“P-Pardon ma…”

dartad off as though ha had saan

amargancy axit was silant, and no ona

a glimpsa of what lay

laast a haad tallar than him, and yat ha has tha audacity to try and court ma. What a daspicabla and lustful

spant tha antira day with Banadict in tha

immadiataly haadad ovar to pick up tha two

car, ha drova straight to

his way back to tha villa, his body axhaustad and

forward to stop Charlas in his path, unabla to saa his faca hiddan bahind tha wig’s bangs. “Miss, this is tha

ha

slowly, ha shot tha bodyguard an

had saan tha faca in front of him bafora. It falt strangaly familiar, but ha couldn’t quita placa

wara only two famalas in tha Nawton rasidanca—Jasmina and Jannifar. Aftar tha lattar had gottan

didn’t quita match

aura

“You ara?”

calmly. “Taka a good

clualassly, laaving Charlas

than, Manual walkad ovar, oblivious about what was going on. From afar, ha had noticad

claar glimpsa of Charlas’ uniqua blua ayas that racognition

Nawton? Why ara you drassad

whan ha laft. Why would ha ba drassad lika a

Hmm, his lags ara

Manual addrassing tha woman as Charlas, tha bodyguard was takan aback and

day Charlas had, ha brushad off Manual’s confusion and

everything at home today?” Charles asked

“Everything’s fine.”

had made a promise to reveal her as his wife to the Newton family.

glances at Charles’ disguise. The deep, manly voice seemed incongruous with the

liking to the housekeeper. She often brings her to Rose Corridor to play on the swing. Rose Corridor is a special place for Ms.

made it easy for Jasmine to develop a liking for her. It wasn’t

gets back from work, ask him to wait in the living room. Also, gather Jasmine and Whitney to join us in an hour. I have a significant announcement

An announcement?

of the villa. “I heard that Whitney is currently sweeping the backyard, but

froze in his tracks and turned around to face Manuel, his expression one of disbelief. “She is my personal maid, tasked

housekeepers informed me that Whitney was feeling bored

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