"Yes, I don't trust you," Gwyneth softly acknowledged.Louis found himself speechless. He had probably never anticipated that Gwyneth would be so candid. He curled his hands into fists and was perplexed about how he should respond.From Gwyneth's point of view, it was not a matter of trust. It was a business partnership and nothing more.The reason for Louis's abrupt change in behavior was what baffled Gwyneth the most at this point. She could understand if he persisted in acting stubbornly, but his current attitude truly confused her. She detested all these ruses and was not the type to play games. Naturally, she would not resort to stall tactics. She asked directly, "Louis, we're both adults. If there are any issues, please let me know right away."After two meetings, Louis thought that he could handle this woman for a little longer, but he was unsure of how to answer this direct query.He blinked at Gwyneth. He hesitated a little at first but eventually decided to give
Liam rubbed the phone screen with his fingertips. He had a very gentle look in his eyes as he shifted his body slightly. After she was gone for two or three days, Liam had to admit that he had started missing his wife.He began tapping on the screen while thinking of something. He was about to send a message but decided against it. Given the time, Gwyneth might have gone to bed, and he did not want the message to wake her up.On the other hand, the business community and the underworld of Meflines were in an uproar.Many people had been eyeing the batch of medical equipment that WK Group was about to sell. It was a small industry, and news spread quickly. The entire industry was in chaos after Louis and Gwyneth signed the contract.It came as a shock to one Meflines mafia in particular. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were greedily coveting the goods. They had initially hesitated and could not decide due to the price.WK Group conducts business with both legitim
When Liam called, Gwyneth was resting at the hotel. After dealing with the annoying situation involving Louis after the landing, no amount of rest on the plane was sufficient to replenish her energy.As she lay in bed, she thought back on the advice Liam had given her over the phone. She struggled to hold back her laughter at the thought. She had heard about the situation in Meflines, but was she going to stay indoors because of those people? That would be a waste.About an hour ago, Aubrey just called. She knew her best friend was visiting Meflines on a business trip, so she coquettishly requested that she bring her a bottle of limited-edition perfume.It was a good idea to go shopping. Otherwise, it would be exhausting if this trip were purely for business purposes.Gwyneth sat up abruptly after thinking about this. A glimmer of light flashed through her eyes as she took a look at the two pairs of shoes in her suitcase. She showered, changed into simple clothes, put on a pair of
During these few minutes of the confrontation, the thugs were injured, each taking one or two bullets. The bullets did not hit any vital areas, but they bled quite a bit, which significantly reduced their ability to fight.Gwyneth only had a few scrapes. She had gotten them when she was dodging bullets and rubbed against the buildings.Everyone's breathing became visibly heavier, and their movements started to slow down.No matter how remote this place was, some people were passing by the intersection. Everyone stopped to watch them. Such incidents were common in Meflines, but it was the first time they saw three thugs fight a foreign beauty.More people started to gather at the intersection. The sound of gunfire had attracted the attention of nearby patrolling police officers."Stop!" This sudden shout startled Gwyneth and made the thugs panic. It was unknown what they were thinking, but they dared not fire another shot.The gunfight was brought to a halt with the timely arr
Gwyneth looked at the dispirited thugs. She laughed, put the gun back on her waist, and strode out of the police station.Her adrenaline was likely pumping from the gunfight, and her excitement had not gone away. After she stepped out of the police station, she smiled brightly and quickened her step.The sky turned dark after her trip to the police station. The streets had become livelier than before. Meflines had a thriving nightlife. Bars and clubs could be found all over the country. Gwyneth spotted a bar after she passed by a small intersection.She was not fond of the chaotic and noisy nightclubs, nor did she want to be approached by strangers, so she walked into the bar.She heard music playing in the background as she walked into the space. The heavy beats were not too loud. Gwyneth smiled with satisfaction. She ignored the people who were glaring at her and walked right up to the bar counter."Do you know how to mix drinks?"The bartender's eyes lit up at the sigh
Gwyneth had fallen into oblivion from the atmosphere and her emotions, which were being amplified by the alcohol.It was a rare moment of serenity for her. She always gave off the impression that she was confident and in control. She was the only one that understood the burden she had to carry. She had gone against her own family and her father, and everything sounded absurd. It went without saying that the challenges were indescribable.She took advantage of the opportunity. She had enough energy to last a very long time after letting her emotions out tonight.She tossed her coat to the corner of the stage. She wore fitting jeans and an oversized shirt. She did not expose any skin and wore more conservative clothes than anyone else in the room, but she was the sexiest person in the room.The locals were both surprised and delighted to see her. Some people appeared to have just woken up from a dream as they quickly pulled out their phones to begin filming and taking pic
Gwyneth heard Liam's question but had no idea how to answer. What was that question even?Frowning, she turned away to stare blankly for a moment before speaking quietly and shrilly, as if she was still drunk. "I was dancing at the bar… So what?"Her response left Liam's jaw clenching further, but he could not get upset with her.Ultimately, he heaved a feeble sigh and reached out, taking her hand instead of grabbing her wrist."Where are we going—""To the hotel!" Liam answered before Gwyneth could finish, with the sternest tone he ever used around her ever since they met.They walked back to the hotel since the bar was not that far, and Gwyneth slowly sobered up as they did. Once they returned, Liam asked an attendant for something to clear her head and heaved a small sigh of relief as focus returned to her gaze."Are you sober now?" he asked.Gwyneth did not answer. However, she looked a little chagrined right then—she knew what she did and felt awkward right then.Liam
Gwyneth simply did not want to act pretentious—they were married, and anyone would consider it an issue if they could not share a room.After taking turns to shower, they both lay in silence on their respective single beds that were added hastily. Liam actually found legroom scarce on his, and Gwyneth clearly noticed that.Her lips twitched a little before she eventually asked, "Want to trade beds?"She could do that much—especially when it was for her own sake."Just sleep," Liam replied.Neither spoke after that, and the room was once again silent, but Liam's response comforted Gwyneth more than her bed.On the other hand, Liam kept his eyes staring fixedly on the ceiling for the next five minutes, his mind a complete mess.He could not stop himself from thinking about everything that happened to Gwyneth today… Having been encircled by thugs on a narrow alley and facing a close shave with gun violence, fear still lingered in his mind, stuck like a splinter.His fingers tapp