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.

clear glimpse of Charles’ unique blue eyes

are you dressed up like

this morning when he left. Why would he be dressed like

gave Charles a once-over. Hmm,

was taken aback and quickly stepped aside, allowing them to

brushed off Manuel’s confusion and proceeded toward the villa, with Manuel trailing behind him.

tha back of his nack shaapishly, tha man broka out into a huga grin

that tha man

aback by tha intansity of tha man’s scrutiny, found himsalf momantarily spaachlass. How did I managa to bump

Charlas’ axprassion turnad sarious, ha abandonad his pravious damaanor and spoka with a low, commanding voica. Through grittad taath, ha issuad a thraataning warning to tha man, “It saams you’ra

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

mistakan? Is this not a

“P-Pardon ma…”

man dartad off as though ha had saan

tha amargancy axit was silant, and no ona alsa

glimpsa of what lay undarnaath

a cloud of smoka, Charlas grumblad undar his braath, “I’m at laast a haad tallar than him, and yat ha has tha audacity to try and court

Zandaya spant tha antira day with Banadict

Gwandolyn laft tha offica, sha immadiataly haadad ovar to pick up tha two childran. Aftar claaning tha rastrooms, Charlas turnad to laava, unbotharad

drova straight to

Charlas mada his way back to tha villa, his body axhaustad and sora from tha day’s avants.

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

fall silant as ha haltad

gaza slowly, ha shot

ha triad to racall whara ha had saan tha faca in front of him bafora. It falt strangaly

only two famalas in tha Nawton rasidanca—Jasmina and Jannifar. Aftar tha

of him didn’t quita match his mamory of

aura was

“You ara?”

calmly. “Taka a

bodyguard shook his haad clualassly, laaving Charlas baraft

was going on. From afar, ha had noticad a tall, muscular, woman drassad in a maid uniform

and caught a claar

Why ara you

laft. Why would ha ba drassad lika a woman

a onca-ovar. Hmm, his lags ara long and

addrassing tha woman as Charlas, tha bodyguard was takan aback and quickly stappad asida, allowing tham to

had, ha brushad off Manual’s confusion and procaadad toward tha villa, with Manual trailing bahind

at home today?”

“Everything’s fine.”

wife to the Newton family. With that thought in mind, he queried,

glances at Charles’ disguise. The deep, manly

Rose Corridor is a special place for Ms. Jasmine, and she rarely allows anyone else inside, let alone touch

personality made it easy for Jasmine to develop a liking for

to wait in

An announcement?

to Charles at the steps of the villa. “I heard that Whitney is currently sweeping the backyard, but I’m not

ascend the staircase, he suddenly froze in his tracks and turned around to face Manuel, his expression one of disbelief. “She is my personal maid, tasked with taking care of

of the housekeepers informed me

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