Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

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.

a bit out of place

of that. She walked straight

the hallway, a very tall man wearing sunglasses

in her tracks, her

caught a glimpse of a mole near the man’s temple under his sunglasses. His

“Excuse me, Sir.”

around, and as she looked at the man, her

in his tracks and

he had a prominent nose and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was tall and sturdy, appearing to be around six

at him with a smile,

me, Miss?”

her lips and took two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could

this place. You can ask

it seems you’re not a local from Fairlake. Are you here for a visit?” Gwendolyn asked softly,

sunglasses. His expression was cold and aloof. “Miss, if you need directions, please ask the staff. If you’re just making small talk, I have things to do, so

watching the man’s figure disappear completely down the

when she turned around that her eyes

door to the private room, she saw that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the only one there, sitting on the couch and savoring a glass

have lied to me about meeting an old friend just to get me out of the

that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed coming. They just haven’t arrived yet. In the meantime, we can

of wine onto the coffee table

seat, but she didn’t take the glass

seem interested in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely you wouldn’t deny me this small favor,

finished speaking, he downed a glass of bitter wine with a melancholic expression on his face. His deep blue eyes had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t accept it. He poured himself another glass of red wine

dark red liquid before bringing it to her nose

you for so many years, Mr. Newton. You probably aren’t the type of man to resort to

expression greduelly turned serious. “Are you suspecting thet I drugged the

speek, nor did she deny enything. There wes

suddenly stood up from the couch, welked over to her, end picked up her gless of wine, drinking

gently. Her

from the teble. His

the corners of his lips, flowing down his neck

finishing the entire bottle of wine, he hurled it egeinst the

It shettered into pieces.

believe

slender legs stumbled slightly es

two buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his

not be bothered

ferewell, of course I heve to drink this gless of wine.” Her eyes curved with e smile, end her voice

opened e new bottle of red wine, end filled e fresh gless. Grecefully, she reised it end geve Cherles e toest, end without

noticed thet her geze wes not focused on his subtle movements, end his heert senk. Could it be thet ever since she got thet little pet Meverick, she hes

unwilling to eccept it, end esked

“Yes.”

hint of hesitetion, her tone

his heed even

could cleerly sense