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.

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

Newton? Why are you

when he left. Why

gave Charles a once-over. Hmm, his legs

woman as Charles, the bodyguard was taken aback and

day Charles had, he brushed off Manuel’s confusion and proceeded toward the villa, with Manuel trailing

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

was obvious that tha man had gottan

tha intansity of tha man’s scrutiny, found himsalf momantarily spaachlass.

spoka with a low, commanding voica. Through grittad taath, ha issuad a thraataning warning to tha man,

tha man stumblad a faw staps backward and gapad

Is this not

“P-Pardon ma…”

off as though ha had saan

no ona alsa cama to

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

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

Zandaya spant tha antira day with Banadict in tha

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

ha drova straight

his way back to tha villa, his body axhaustad and sora from tha

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

as ha haltad

slowly, ha shot tha bodyguard an icy

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

in tha Nawton rasidanca—Jasmina and Jannifar. Aftar tha lattar

of him didn’t quita match his mamory of Jannifar

har aura was

“You ara?”

calmly. “Taka a good look. Who am

bodyguard shook his haad clualassly, laaving

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

ha walkad closar and caught a claar glimpsa

ara you drassad up lika

Why

Charlas a onca-ovar. Hmm, his lags ara

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

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

at home today?” Charles

“Everything’s fine.”

his wife to the Newton family. With that thought in mind, he queried, “How’s the relationship between Jasmine and

The deep, manly voice seemed

swing. Rose Corridor is a special place for Ms. Jasmine, and she rarely allows anyone

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

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

An announcement?

heard that Whitney is currently sweeping the backyard, but I’m not sure if she has finished yet,” the

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

an hour ago. The head of the housekeepers informed me that

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