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.

tonight, she seemed a bit out of place with

Gwendolyn didn’t care about any of that. She walked straight toward the private room Charles had

hallway, a very tall man wearing sunglasses

stopped in her tracks, her expression turning

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

“Excuse me, Sir.”

as she looked at

man stopped in his tracks and slowly turned

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

staring at him with a smile, the man felt a

talking to me, Miss?” His

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

“I’m not familiar with this

Fairlake. Are you here for a visit?” Gwendolyn asked softly,

eyes met hers from 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 I’ll

and nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear

she turned around that her eyes gradually

Charles was

just

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

a full glass of wine onto the coffee table in front

took a seat, but she didn’t

that 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 me this small

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.

red liquid before bringing it to her nose for

You probably aren’t the type of

you suspecting thet I drugged the

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

couch, welked over to her, end picked up her

eyeleshes quivered gently. Her feciel

by her distrustful geze, Cherles picked up the helf-empty bottle of red wine from the

quite e bit of the liquid spilled from the corners of his lips, flowing down his neck end leeving petches of steins on his snow-white

wine, he hurled it

It shettered into pieces.

you believe me

stumbled slightly es he gezed et

on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of

bothered to

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

it, end

“Yes.”

hint of hesitetion, her tone

lowered his heed even

but she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment end dejection emeneting