Mr. Wright and Mrs. Right by Minerva Sowle

Chapter 191 The Dinner Was A Trap

Gwendolyn’s expression gradually hardened as she stared at him in disbelief.

With her tone a little melancholic, she said, “You don’t trust me?”

Charles chuckled. “Silly girl, I was just joking with you. Of course, I trust you. But was this wine

prepared by you or Maverick? I don’t trust him.”

Gwendolyn showed him her empty red wine glass in her hand.

“I’ve already had a glass. So if the wine was tampered with, I should be the first to go down.”

Charles remained silent, gently swirling the red wine in his glass without taking a sip.

Gwendolyn was getting a bit upset. She pouted and glanced at the full bottle of red wine next to her.

“Do you want me to do the same as you did last time? Should I finish the whole bottle of wine for you to

believe me?”

Charles remained silent.

In a fit of defiance, Gwendolyn reached out to grab the entire bottle of red wine on the table.

Charles stopped her. “I believe you. Even if this bottle contains poison, I would still drink it because you

are like a beautiful poison to me and have intoxicated me for a long time.”

He smiled dotingly. Finally, tilting his head back, he drank the glass of wine.

In the garden, Charles’ two confidants stood by the entrance, resembling a pair of statues.

Elven took the initiative to approach the two of them.

“Hey, it’s getting late. Have you two had dinner yet? We’ve secretly grilled some barbecue in the

backyard. Do you want to come over and give it a try?”

Both confidants had cold expressions as they firmly rejected the invitation.

“No need.”

Elven was very patient. “Don’t be afraid. Ms. Shalders has always been very friendly. With her around,

Mr. Newton won’t get angry. Besides, it’s already dinner time. Given the relationship between Mr.

Newton and Ms. Shalders, we’ll all eventually become like family, so consider this an early opportunity

to get acquainted.”

This time, both hesitated briefly before saying, “No need.”

They were stubborn. Elven was starting to wonder how he should continue to persuade them without

being too eager, as it would raise their suspicions.

Soon, Ezra came running over with two grilled pork belly skewers and handed them to him.

“Elven, the skewers tonight are especially delicious. Give them a try! Ms. Shalders said she and Mr.

Newton was going to drink to their hearts’ desire. So, they want us to eat well and enjoy ourselves too.

There are two bottles of beer for you over there. Come on!”

“All right then.”

Elven took the skewers and ate one right in front of them, savoring every bite.

Not many people could resist the allure of grilled pork belly. They just smelled way too delicious!

The aroma wafted through the air and reached the nostrils of the two. They stared at the meat in

Elven’s hand, swallowing their saliva and feeling slightly tempted.

Elven continued enthusiastically, “Come on. Let’s go. Mr. Newton probably won’t leave until very late

tonight. Who knows how long you two will be hungry? We have both beer and wine in the backyard.

Let’s have a few drinks. I’m sure Mr. Newton won’t give you a hard time.”

The two exchanged glances. Ultimately, they could not resist the temptation of the grilled skewers. The

grilled meat in Elven’s hand finally led them to the backyard.

The meal lasted until a little after ten o’clock at night.

Charles and Gwendolyn were chatting happily. Charles’ handsome face flushed red, and his usually

deep, azure eyes seemed somewhat hazy.

“Gwen, I’m truly delighted that you’ve had a change of heart. In this world, no man is more deserving of

you than me. We are a match made in heaven.”

Gwendolyn just smiled, not saying a word.

Charles gazed at her tenderly. “When your mother passed away, I was immature and didn’t step up to

protect and comfort you when you needed me the most. Instead, I went to the Central Intelligence

Agency to chase fame and fortune. I’ve blamed myself for this for many years. Can you forgive me?”

As they reminisced, the smile on Gwendolyn’s face gradually faded.

“Charles, you’re drunk and talking nonsense. It’s getting late. You should head home.”

Charles wanted to continue explaining, but Gwendolyn called Justin over to help him into the car.

Since his two confidants had been drinking in the backyard, they couldn’t drive. Justin was the only

bodyguard who had only eaten barbeque and did not consume alcohol due to his injuries not being fully

healed yet.

So, he took the responsibility of driving Charles and the other two back home.

Once the military vehicle had completely disappeared from Bay Villa, Elven quietly entered the villa.

Gwendolyn was still sitting in the dining room, her eyes fixed straight ahead. Her expression was cold

and stern as she was lost in her thoughts.

“Ms. Shalders?” Elven called out to her gently.

Gwendolyn snapped back to reality. “Were the two confidants handled?”

“Don’t worry. I secretly added the drugs to their drinks. It should take effect while they’re on the road

later.”

“Great. This will also give us a chance to assess Maverick’s work efficiency.”

She glanced at the empty bottle of red wine with a faint glimmer in her beautiful eyes.

The military vehicle traveled along the highway. Since it was rather late at night, there was very little

traffic.

Justin adjusted the car’s air conditioning to a very comfortable temperature. Having had a few drinks,

Charles’ two confidants were feeling drowsy.

Only Charles managed to maintain a relatively clear mind even though he had been drinking.

As Justin drove with his eyes fixed straight ahead, suddenly, an icy cold gun was pressed against the

back of his head.

It was Charles.

“This isn’t the way back to my place. Where are you trying to go?”