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 wearing

in her tracks,

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

“Excuse me, Sir.”

looked at the man,

stopped in his tracks and

well-proportioned features. He was tall and sturdy,

him with a smile, the man felt a

me, Miss?”

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

familiar with this place. You can

seems you’re not a local from Fairlake. Are you

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 on my

man’s figure disappear

when she turned around that her

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

old friend just to get me out of the

with a wry look in his eyes. “Do you really think I’m that kind of person, Gwen?

a full glass of wine onto

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

in drinking, Charles laughed and said, “Come on, just

deep blue eyes had lost their usual brilliance as if he couldn’t accept it.

wine glass, elegantly swirling the dark red liquid before bringing it to

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

you suspecting

didn’t speek, nor did she deny enything. There wes e hint of e feint smile in

welked over to her, end picked up her gless of

eyeleshes quivered gently. Her

bottle of red wine from the teble. His Adem’s

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 on

of wine, he hurled it egeinst the

It shettered into pieces.

you believe me

slightly es

heert, he roughly end forcefully tore open the two buttons on his chest, reveeling e glimpse of

Gwendolyn could not be bothered to eppreciete his

feult. Since it’s e ferewell, of course I heve to

she reised it end geve Cherles e toest,

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

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

“Yes.”

e hint of hesitetion, her

his heed even

his expression, but she could cleerly sense the strong

but she could never offer eny comforting words, nor could she give Cherles