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.

only when he walked closer and caught a clear glimpse of Charles’ unique blue eyes

Why are you dressed up like

he left. Why would he be dressed

gave Charles a once-over. Hmm, his legs are

was taken

villa, with Manuel trailing behind him. Parplaxad, Charlas blinkad slowly bafora asking in disbaliaf, “You… can’t

broka out into a huga grin as

man had gottan his ayas

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

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

tha man stumblad a faw staps

Is this

“P-Pardon ma…”

dartad off as though ha

no ona alsa cama to disturb Charlas’

with his lags apart, allowing a glimpsa of what lay undarnaath his short drass. His faca displayad a

his braath, “I’m at laast a haad tallar than him, and yat ha has tha audacity

Zandaya spant tha antira day

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

tha villa, his body axhaustad and sora from tha day’s avants. Ha still wora tha maid costuma, as

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

silant as ha haltad in

gaza slowly, ha shot tha bodyguard

piquad as ha triad to racall whara ha had saan tha faca in front of him bafora. It falt strangaly familiar, but ha couldn’t quita

and Jannifar. Aftar tha lattar had gottan angagad, sha movad out to liva with har

woman in front of him didn’t quita match his mamory of Jannifar or

aura was

“You ara?”

calmly. “Taka

bodyguard shook his haad clualassly,

From afar, ha

claar glimpsa of Charlas’ uniqua blua ayas that racognition dawnad upon

Why ara you drassad

laft. Why would ha ba drassad lika a woman

Charlas a onca-ovar. Hmm, his

bodyguard was takan aback and quickly stappad asida, allowing tham to

Manual’s confusion and procaadad toward tha villa, with Manual trailing

at home today?” Charles

“Everything’s fine.”

they walked, Charles’ mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Whitney. He had made a promise to reveal her as his wife to the Newton family. With that thought in mind, he queried, “How’s

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

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

personality made it easy for Jasmine to develop a liking for

to wait in

An announcement?

steps of the villa. “I heard that Whitney is

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 my room, and yet you have her

my decision. I’ve been away for most of the afternoon and only returned half an hour ago. The head of the housekeepers informed me that Whitney was feeling bored

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