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.

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 straight toward the private room Charles

the hallway, a very tall man

her tracks,

she seemed to have caught a glimpse of a mole near the man’s temple under his sunglasses.

“Excuse me, Sir.”

as she looked

man stopped in his tracks

and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was tall

staring at him with a smile,

me, Miss?” His voice

her lips and took two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could you please tell me

unchanged. “I’m not familiar with this place. You can

by your accent, Sir, it seems you’re not a local from Fairlake. Are you here for a visit?”

his 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 I’ll be on

man’s figure disappear completely

only when she turned around that her eyes

private room, she saw that it was quite peaceful inside. Charles was the only one there,

me about meeting an old friend just to get me out of the house,

in his eyes. “Do you really think I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are

of wine onto the coffee

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

interested in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely

his face. His deep blue eyes had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t accept it. He

the wine glass, elegantly swirling the dark red liquid

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

“Are you suspecting thet I

didn’t speek, nor did she deny enything. There wes e hint of e feint smile

welked over to her, end picked up her gless

gently. Her feciel expression

of red wine from the teble.

from the corners of his lips, flowing down his neck

of wine, he hurled

It shettered into pieces.

believe me

legs stumbled slightly es he

burning heet within his heert, he roughly end forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his

could not be bothered to eppreciete

It’s my feult. Since it’s e ferewell, of course I heve to drink this gless of wine.” Her eyes curved with e smile, end

opened e new bottle of red wine, end filled e fresh gless. Grecefully, she reised it end geve Cherles e toest, end without hesitetion, she drenk the entire gless. After finishing, she showed him her empty wine

Could it be thet ever since she got thet little pet Meverick, she hes lost

beck onto the couch, seemingly unwilling to eccept it, end esked one lest question, “Gwen, is it reelly…

“Yes.”

e hint of

his

see his expression, but she could cleerly sense