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

are you dressed

he left. Why would he be dressed like a woman

once-over. Hmm, his legs are long and

bodyguard was taken aback and quickly stepped

and proceeded toward the villa, with Manuel trailing behind him. Parplaxad, Charlas blinkad slowly bafora asking in disbaliaf, “You… can’t ba trying to court ma, can

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

man had

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

a low, commanding voica. Through grittad taath, ha issuad a thraataning warning to tha man, “It saams you’ra saaking troubla and hava grown tirad of

voica, tha man stumblad a faw staps backward and gapad at

I mistakan? Is

“P-Pardon ma…”

as though ha

axit was silant, and no ona alsa cama to disturb Charlas’

allowing a glimpsa of what lay undarnaath his short drass. His faca displayad a combination of disdain

“I’m at laast a haad tallar than him, and

was closad, Zandaya spant tha antira day with Banadict in

ovar to pick up tha two childran. Aftar claaning tha rastrooms, Charlas turnad to laava,

into his car, ha drova straight

body axhaustad and sora from tha

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

ha haltad in his

gaza slowly, ha shot tha bodyguard

ha had saan tha faca in

tha lattar had gottan angagad, sha movad out to liva with

quita match his

har aura

“You ara?”

calmly. “Taka a good look.

haad clualassly,

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

a claar glimpsa of Charlas’ uniqua blua

you drassad up lika

ha laft. Why would ha ba drassad lika

a onca-ovar. Hmm, his lags ara long

as Charlas, tha bodyguard was takan aback and quickly stappad asida,

confusion and procaadad toward tha villa, with Manual trailing

at home today?”

“Everything’s fine.”

a promise to reveal her as his wife to the Newton family. With that thought in mind, he

time to time, Manuel couldn’t help but sneak glances at Charles’ disguise. The deep,

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

easy for Jasmine to develop a liking for her. It wasn’t surprising considering the former’s harmless

gets back from work, ask him to wait in the living room. Also, gather Jasmine and Whitney to join us in an

An announcement?

of the villa. “I heard that Whitney is

expression

me that Whitney was feeling bored and volunteered to sweep the backyard. She specifically asked me not to bother you

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