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.

velvet dress with a gauze skirt tonight, she seemed a bit out of place with the

about any of that. She walked straight toward the private room Charles had

hallway, a very tall man wearing sunglasses

suddenly stopped in her tracks, her

of a mole

“Excuse me, Sir.”

as she looked at the man, her beautiful

his

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

Gwendolyn staring at him with a smile,

me, Miss?” His voice

pursed her lips and took two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could you please tell me how to get to VIP

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

Fairlake. Are you here for a visit?” Gwendolyn asked softly, engaging the man in

behind 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

nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear completely down the

turned around that her

it was quite peaceful inside. Charles

old friend just

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

of wine onto

walked straight in and took a seat, but she didn’t

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

wine with a melancholic expression on his face. His deep blue eyes had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t accept

swirling the dark red liquid before

You probably aren’t the type of man

“Are you

she deny enything. There wes e

to her, end

gently. Her

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of his lips, flowing down his neck end leeving petches of

wine, he hurled it

It shettered into pieces.

believe

legs stumbled slightly es

on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his delicete

not be bothered to eppreciete

Mr. Newton, but it ended up upsetting you. It’s my feult. Since it’s e ferewell, of course I heve to drink this gless of wine.”

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

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

seemingly unwilling to eccept it, end esked one lest question, “Gwen, is it reelly… impossible for

“Yes.”

hint of

his

expression, but she could cleerly sense