The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 22

Chapter 22 Never Understood Her

Gwendolyn clenched her jaw. Instead of slowing down, she floored the accelerator and picked up speed. Her eyes glimmered with a fiery resolve as if she was ready to take them on.

Both black car drivers were taken aback as she drove towards them without hesitation.

Two seconds before they were about to bump into each other, the black cars retreated in unison, allowing Gwendolyn’s Volkswagen Santana to slip away through the small gap between them.

Before she could heave a sigh of relief, the black cars immediately came after her.

Gwendolyn wanted to go around in circles to shake them off, but her Volkswagen Santana wasn’t quick enough to do so.

She bit her lip, but her heart was unusually calm.

Through the rearview mirror, she roughly estimated the number of occupants in the black cars.

There were five people in each black car including the driver.

There were ten strong, burly men in total.

I’ll be at a disadvantage if the fight continues for too long. If I use my abilities wisely, however, I may have a sixty percent chance of emerging victorious. I’ll have to confront them no matter what. I’m feeling grumpy today, so it’ll feel nice to have a good fight! F*ck it!

After making up her mind, she drove her car toward an abandoned building on the outskirts. Her face showed a steely determination as she pulled into the parking lot.

The black cars skidded to a halt behind her, and ten intimidating burly men armed with batons got down.

Gwendolyn leaned on her car casually with her arms folded.

The thugs‘ faces lit up with excitement when they saw her voluptuous figure clothed in a snug white dress.

They were convinced they had struck gold by accepting this deal.

her gaze over them and parted

what’s about to happen. Blame yourself for crossing someone

asking who hired them, as they obviously wouldn’t

she kicked off her high heels as her lips curled. A cold gleam filled

she said her piece, the ten

Honk, honk, honk!

far away, a

Huracan drifted seamlessly and appeared in their

driver was no longer

for his poor driving skills and deducted a month of his

out of the car with a cold expression after

aura, making him seem

dropped wide open at

he strode past Gwendolyn and

their batons and charged

on her high heels and leaned back against

someone was here to

most of the thugs. The only man left standing was the leader

as dark and foreboding as

of Maverick’s frosty gaze. His legs trembled profusely as he fell to his

to ask questions when Gwendolyn strutted over in her high heels. Grabbing the leader’s collar, she shot him a vicious glare and

the client

spill, huh?” Gwendolyn raised her

leader was shocked senseless by Gwendolyn’s harsh slap. He took one look at Maverick’s murderous glare and wailed, “Gorgeous! No, Goddess! I swear I don’t know anything! The client paid us handsomely to sexually assault you before posting

sent him

the

was the one who had delivered the

was grim. “Seriously? These thugs are unbelievably nasty.

couldn’t control my rage. Despite our separation, she’s still my

you kicked him, so he didn’t experience any pain at all. You should’ve tortured him while he was conscious. The agony will make him long for death. Kicking him

was speechless. It turns out I was wrong. She isn’t kind at all, for she is a

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