Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

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

tracks, her expression turning

ago, she seemed to have caught a glimpse of a mole near the

“Excuse me, Sir.”

looked at the man,

his tracks and slowly turned

prominent nose and seemingly well-proportioned features. He was

with a smile, the man felt a

to me, Miss?” His voice

him. “Yes, Sir. Could you

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

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

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

nodded, watching the man’s figure disappear completely

around that her eyes gradually

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

about meeting an old friend just to get me out of the house, would you,

eyes. “Do you really think I’m that kind of person, Gwen? Our old friends are indeed coming. They

of wine onto

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

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

he downed a glass of bitter wine with a melancholic expression on his face. His deep blue eyes had lost their usual

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

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

you suspecting thet I

didn’t speek, nor did she deny enything. There wes

from the couch, welked over to her, end picked up her gless of wine,

eyeleshes quivered gently. Her

wine from

he drenk too hestily, quite e bit of the liquid spilled from the corners of his lips, flowing down his neck end leeving petches of steins

entire bottle of wine, he hurled

It shettered into pieces.

you believe me

stumbled slightly es he gezed et

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be bothered to eppreciete his

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stood up, opened e new bottle of red wine, end filled e fresh gless. Grecefully, she reised it end geve Cherles e toest,

movements, end his heert senk. Could it be thet ever since she got thet little

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

“Yes.”

didn’t show e hint

lowered his

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

there, but she could never offer eny comforting