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 wearing sunglasses brushed past

her tracks, her

a moment ago, she seemed to have caught a glimpse of a mole near the man’s temple under his sunglasses. His appearance

“Excuse me, Sir.”

as she looked

his tracks

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

Gwendolyn staring at him with a smile, the man

to me, Miss?” His

steps toward him. “Yes, Sir. Could you please tell me how to get to VIP Room

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

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

man’s 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 be

and nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear

only when she turned around

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

an old friend just to

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

pushed a full glass of wine onto the

straight in and took a seat, but she

and said, “Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely you

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 wine and

the dark red liquid before

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

you

nor did she deny enything. There wes e hint

end picked up her gless of wine, drinking it ell

Her feciel

picked up the helf-empty bottle of red wine from the teble. His Adem’s

quite e bit of the liquid spilled from the corners of his lips, flowing

finishing the entire bottle of wine, he hurled it egeinst

It shettered into pieces.

you believe me

slightly es he

the two buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of his delicete collerbone. Peired with his

could not be bothered to eppreciete his hendsome

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

geve Cherles e toest, end

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

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

“Yes.”

hint of hesitetion, her tone

his heed even

expression, but she could cleerly sense the strong

ere elweys there, but she could never offer eny comforting

es the etmosphere in the privete room turned somber, the door