Chapter 50 A Taste of Her Own Medicine.

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Natasha felt uneasy and quickly changed into dark-colored clothing at that thought. Then, she went out and hailed a taxi after putting on a mask.

On the other hand, Maverick walked out of the bathroom after a shower. The video of Gwendolyn dancing to “Lover” kept lingering in his mind.

He felt slightly frustrated and thought he wouldn’t have helped her if he had known it would be so tiring.

While lying on his bed, Gwendolyn filled his thoughts, especially her clear and strong-willed eyes. It left an indelible impression on him.

Also, he felt she looked somewhat familiar.

Maverick thought of something and gave Gwendolyn a call after much deliberation.

He wanted to clarify something.

However, Gwendolyn didn’t pick up the first call.

When the second call was dialed, he received a voice message that said the phone was not in service.

Does she hate me so much?

Annoyed and frustrated, Maverick tossed his phone aside and went to sleep.

Meanwhile, Natasha took a taxi and arrived at an abandoned hut in the suburban area.

There, Stella stood outside waiting for her.

Natasha was taken aback after she saw the injuries on Stella’s face and body after she approached the latter.

“What happened? How did you get injured?”

Lowering her head, no expression could be detected on Stella’s face. “On the way here, that woman resisted desperately, so there was a minor car accident. Also, I made a mistake with the dosage for the injection. She-”

“I’ll take a look inside.”

Stella stopped her. “Is Ms. Ferguson aware that you came alone tonight?”

Displeased, Natasha’s expression immediately darkened.

Eloise had always bossed Natasha around because she had a higher social status than the latter. Now that Eloise had gone back to Salinsburgh, Natasha found it ridiculous the people working for the former still tried to keep her in check.

Eloise and I are working together. I’m not her subordinate Why do I have to report everything to her?

anger surged the more she thought about it. Glaring at Stella, she said, “She brought you here to work for her. Now that she’s not in Fairlake, you only need to

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understand?”

her head even lower.

that your mission

Stella answered. Yet, she merely stood

a flickering kerosene lamp outside the abandoned house, making it impossible to see Stella’s expression on her injured

remain still like a pillar, Natasha was

from her pocket and handed it to Natasha. “This is that woman’s phone. Someone called her earlier, but I was scared it would affect your plan, so I turned

Natasha then took

Stella left and looked at the phone

Natasha’s eyes reddened

could recognize this number even though

the initiative to see me, not even once. He has

got more infuriated the more she thought about it. The anger and viciousness

and wanted to

in her tracks

idea suddenly flashed through her

screen of Gwendolyn’s

ground. However, she was still furious, so she stepped

her gaze and looked at the abandoned house as she swore

door at that thought. The house was pitch black, with

going on? Why didn’t Stella leave behind

and the thick dust in the house

too dark to see

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panic and wanted to go out to ask for a kerosene lamp

the door was slammed

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door. With all her strength, she banged on it. “Who’s there? Who’s outside? Stella? Is that you, Stella? Quickly open the

dead silent outside the door to the point she felt

breath, Natasha tried to stay calm. Then, she turned

matter how hard she cried, there was no

she might be the only one in the house, Natasha was on

for Eloise, so why would she help Gwendolyn harm me? Did Eloise

“No! That’s impossible.”

on the ground, making herself as small

endless darkness brought her fear

footsteps could be heard from

Natasha’s heart. She immediately rushed toward the door and banged on it. “Who’s outside? Let

sudden,

tall figure walked in against the backlight, followed by a

the men she hired

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