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.

to have caught a glimpse of a mole near the man’s temple under

looked somewhat

“Excuse me, Sir.

She turned around, and as she looked

his tracks and slowly turned

had a prominent

appearing to be around six

at him with a smile, the man felt

me, Miss?” His voice was

pursed her lips and took two steps toward

“Yes, Sir.

me how to get to VIP Room 69?” The man’s expression remained

familiar

can ask the

it seems

you here for a visit?” Gwendolyn asked softly, engaging the

met hers from

was

need directions, please ask the

you’re just making small talk, I have things to do, so

Gwendolyn smiled and nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear

around that her eyes gradually

private room, she saw

the only one there, sitting on the couch and

the house, would you, Mr. Newton?” Charles poured her a glass of red wine with a wry look

think I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are

haven’t arrived

can enjoy some wine and

onto the

and took a seat, but she didn’t take the glass of

in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink

wouldn’t deny me this small favor, right?” After he finished speaking, he downed a glass

their usual brilliance as if he

poured himself another glass of red wine and

the wine glass, elegantly swirling the dark red liquid

known you for so many years,

the type of man to resort to despicable means, are

drugged the wine?” Gwendolyn didn’t speek, nor did she

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