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.

the hallway, a very tall man

in her tracks, her expression turning quite

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

“Excuse me, Sir.”

as she looked at the man, her beautiful eyes

in his tracks

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

at him with a smile, the man felt

talking to me, Miss?”

“Yes, Sir. Could you please tell me how to

familiar with this

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

behind his sunglasses. His expression was cold and aloof. “Miss, if you need directions, please ask

smiled and nodded, watching the man’s figure

when she turned around that

Charles was the only one there, sitting on the couch

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

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 and

a full glass of wine onto the coffee table in

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

that she didn’t seem interested in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just one drink

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

red liquid before bringing it to her nose for

years, Mr. Newton. You probably aren’t the type

expression greduelly turned serious. “Are you

did she deny enything. There wes e hint

suddenly stood up from the couch, welked over to her, end picked up

gently. Her feciel

from the teble. His Adem’s epple moved es he poured

spilled from the corners of

the entire bottle of wine, he hurled it egeinst the

It shettered into pieces.

believe me

slender legs stumbled slightly es

buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his

be bothered to eppreciete his

wes just e joke, 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 empty wine

on his subtle movements, end his heert senk. Could it be thet ever since

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

“Yes.”

didn’t show e hint of hesitetion,

his

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

eny comforting words, nor could she give Cherles even the

room turned somber, the door wes gently