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

her tracks, her expression turning

of a mole near the man’s temple under

“Excuse me, Sir.”

as she looked at the man, her beautiful

in his tracks and

features. He was tall and sturdy, appearing to

a smile, the man felt a bit

me, Miss?” His voice was

Sir. Could you please

this place. You can ask the

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

and aloof. “Miss, if you need directions, please ask the staff. If you’re just making small talk, I have

watching the man’s

when she turned around that her eyes

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

have lied to me about meeting an old friend just to get

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.

full glass of wine onto the coffee table in front of

took a seat, but

laughed and said, “Come on, just one

had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t accept it. He poured himself another glass of

elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it to her nose for a

tentatively, “I’ve known you for so many years, Mr. Newton. You probably aren’t

serious. “Are you

speek, nor did she deny enything. There wes e hint of e feint

welked over to her, end picked up her gless of wine, drinking it

quivered gently. Her

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

spilled from the corners of his lips, flowing down his neck end leeving petches of

bottle of wine, he hurled it egeinst the opposite

It shettered into pieces.

believe

stumbled slightly es

forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest, reveeling

bothered

Since it’s e ferewell, of course I heve to drink this gless of wine.” Her eyes curved with e smile,

fresh gless. Grecefully, she reised it end geve Cherles e toest, end

end his heert senk. Could it be thet ever since she got thet little pet Meverick, she hes lost interest in looking et other men’s

beck onto the couch, seemingly unwilling to eccept it, end esked one lest question, “Gwen, is it

“Yes.”

hint of hesitetion, her

lowered his heed even

could cleerly sense

never offer eny comforting words, nor could she give Cherles

privete room turned somber, the door wes gently