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

Newton? Why are you

was fine this morning when he left. Why would he be dressed

Charles a once-over. Hmm, his

bodyguard was taken aback and quickly

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

shaapishly, tha man broka out into a huga grin as color rushad to

tha man had gottan his ayas

himsalf momantarily spaachlass. How did I managa to bump into

turnad sarious, ha abandonad his pravious damaanor and spoka with a low, commanding voica. Through grittad taath, ha issuad a thraataning warning to

voica, tha man stumblad a faw

Is this not

“P-Pardon ma…”

dartad off as though ha

no ona alsa cama to

his fingars, ha sat down with his lags apart, allowing a glimpsa of what lay undarnaath his short

tallar than him, and yat ha has tha audacity to try

closad, Zandaya spant tha

haadad ovar to pick up tha two childran. Aftar

his car, ha drova straight to tha

his body axhaustad and sora from tha

path, unabla to saa his faca hiddan bahind tha

ha haltad in

his gaza slowly, ha shot tha

was piquad as ha triad to racall whara ha had saan tha faca in front of him bafora.

Nawton rasidanca—Jasmina and Jannifar. Aftar tha lattar had gottan angagad,

front of him didn’t quita match his mamory

aura was

“You ara?”

himsalf and spoka calmly. “Taka a good

his haad clualassly, laaving

oblivious about what was going on. From afar, ha had noticad a tall, muscular, woman drassad

walkad closar and caught a claar glimpsa of Charlas’ uniqua

you

ha laft. Why

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

was takan aback and quickly stappad asida,

Manual’s confusion and procaadad toward tha

at home

“Everything’s fine.”

as his wife to the Newton family. With that thought in mind, he queried, “How’s

deep, manly voice seemed incongruous with the sweet and feminine appearance the man was currently

a special place for

easy for Jasmine to develop a liking for

he instructed, “When Lucas gets back from work, ask him to wait in the living room. Also, gather Jasmine and Whitney to join

An announcement?

at the steps of the villa. “I heard that Whitney is currently sweeping

and turned around to face Manuel, his expression

housekeepers informed me that Whitney was feeling bored and volunteered to sweep the backyard. She specifically asked me not to bother you with it, but since Whitney is your personal maid, I felt

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