Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 173 An Old Friend Ezra glanced at Justin beside him, feeling a bit worried.

He said hesitantly, “Ms. Shalders…” Gwendolyn waved her hand languidly.

“You can leave now.

” No sooner had the two left than she then received a call from Treyton.

“Kiddo, Asher has checked carefully, and there isn’t a man with a similar appearance in the Harris family’s list of members.

” Gwendolyn pursed her lips, deep in thought.

Treyton continued, “It’s possible that your new recruit, Justin, is lying, or maybe this person is hiding something deep.

In any case, you can’t fully trust him, and you need to be cautious when dealing with Justin.

” “All right, Treyton.

Don’t worry.

I know what to do.

” After hanging up the phone, she took out the notebook from her drawer and flipped to the page with the sketch of the person in black.

She studied it carefully for a while before immersing herself back into her work.

It wasn’t until close to the end of the workday that she left with Justin to head to Realm Bar.

Justin was driving, while Gwendolyn sat in the back seat.

The atmosphere inside the car was serene, and every now and then, Justin would steal a glance at her through the rearview mirror.

Gwendolyn noticed his gaze.

“What do you want to say?” Justin hesitated for a moment before saying, “Ms. Shalders, I was the one sent to kill you earlier.

The people around you have always been suspicious of me.

Why do you trust me? Aren’t you afraid that I might actually do something to you tonight, especially since you only have me to protect you?” Gwendolyn smiled charmingly, her laughter enchanting and captivating.

“Since you’re already mine, of course, I’ll trust you completely.

Besides, my own martial arts foundation isn’t bad either.

I could probably take you on by myself.

” Justin also laughed.

She spoke candidly and refreshingly, which he quite liked.

The two of them were chatting quite harmoniously when Justin suddenly felt like teasing her, “What if I conspire with others and it’s not just me trying to kill you?” Gwendolyn concealed the cold glint in her eyes and casually gazed out the window.

“Would you do that?” Before Justin had a chance to respond, they arrived at Realm Bar.

Gwendolyn instructed him to hide in the shadows, and only come out when needed.

After giving the instructions, she went into the bar on her own.

Because she was wearing a gentle and classical-looking black velvet dress with a gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of place with the men and women in the bar as soon as she walked in.

However, Gwendolyn didn’t care about any of that.

She walked straight toward the private room Charles had reserved without glancing sideways.

In the hallway, a very tall man wearing sunglasses brushed past her.

She suddenly stopped in her tracks, her expression turning quite serious.

seemed to have caught a glimpse of

looked

“Excuse me, Sir.

and as she looked at the man,

stopped in his tracks and slowly

sunglasses, he had a

sturdy, appearing to be around

him with a smile, the man felt a bit

me, Miss?”

and took two steps toward

“Yes, Sir.

tell me how to get to VIP Room 69?” The

familiar with this

ask the bartender for directions,

accent, Sir, it seems you’re not a local from

visit?” Gwendolyn

met hers

was

you need directions, please ask the

making small talk, I have things to do,

and nodded, watching the

around that

the door to the private room, she saw that it was quite peaceful

one there, sitting on the couch

have lied to me about meeting an old friend just to get me out of the house, would you, Mr. Newton?” Charles poured her a glass

that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are

haven’t

we can enjoy some

glass of wine onto the coffee

a seat, but she didn’t take the glass

drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on,

he downed a glass of bitter wine

eyes had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t

of red wine

red

tentatively, “I’ve known you for so many

to despicable means, are you?” Cherles’ expression greduelly

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