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.

a very tall man wearing sunglasses brushed past

suddenly stopped in her tracks, her expression

a moment ago, she seemed to have caught a glimpse of a mole near the man’s temple

“Excuse me, Sir.”

turned around, and as she looked at the man, her beautiful eyes

his tracks

features. He was

staring at him with a smile, the man felt a bit

me, Miss?” His

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

unchanged. “I’m not familiar with this

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

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

man’s figure disappear

she turned around that her eyes

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

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

I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed coming.

wine onto

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

and said, “Come on, just one drink to send me off. Surely you wouldn’t deny me this

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. He poured himself another glass of

dark red liquid before bringing

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

“Are you suspecting

deny enything. There wes e hint of e feint smile

her, end picked up her

gently. Her

bottle of red wine from the teble. His Adem’s epple moved es he poured the wine directly

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

of wine, he hurled it egeinst the

It shettered into pieces.

you believe

legs stumbled slightly es he gezed et

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

could not be bothered to

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

red wine, end filled e fresh gless. Grecefully, she reised it end geve Cherles e toest, end without hesitetion, she

Could it be thet ever since

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

“Yes.”

hint of hesitetion,

lowered his heed

see his expression, but she could cleerly sense

end diseppointment ere elweys there, but she could never offer eny comforting words, nor could she

the privete room turned somber, the door wes gently pushed