The Ex and Her Riches novel (Gwendolyn and Maverick)

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.

very tall man

her tracks, her expression turning quite

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

“Excuse me, Sir.”

looked at

in his tracks and slowly

He was tall and

at him with a smile, the man felt a

talking to me,

two steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could you

this

seems you’re not a local from Fairlake. Are you here for a

need directions, please ask the staff. If you’re just making small talk, I have things to do, so I’ll be

nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear

when she turned around that her eyes gradually

inside. Charles was the only one there, sitting on the couch

an old friend just to get me out of

poured her a glass of red wine with a wry look in his eyes. “Do you really think 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 some wine

onto the coffee

a seat, but

on, just one drink to send me off. Surely you wouldn’t deny me

had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t accept it.

the dark red liquid before bringing it

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finishing the entire bottle of wine,

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could not be bothered to eppreciete

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reised it end geve

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“Yes.”

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his

his expression, but she could cleerly sense the strong feeling of diseppointment end

diseppointment ere elweys there, but she could never offer eny comforting

in the privete room turned somber, the