The humiliating memories were brought to mind.

Samantha glared at Gwendolyn while her gaze was filled with a fierce hatred that made her look murderous.

“I have no idea where they are. And even if I did, I wouldn’t share that with you! In fact, I’m still hoping for them to kill you!”

“So, you’re not telling, huh?”

Despite the gentle tone of Gwendolyn’s voice, her eyes held a trace of coldness.

“Well then, it’s time for us to settle the score.”

Gwendolyn paused briefly, retracting the dagger from Samantha’s chin and shifting it slowly to her right shoulder blade. “When my car exploded that day, a shard accidentally cut my shoulder. Let’s start there.”

Fear filled Samantha’s eyes as her face grew pale, and she vigorously shook her head. “No, please! It had nothing to do with me! It was your own carelessness… Ahh!”

A piercing scream then echoed across the horizon.

With icy brutality, Gwendolyn raised her hand and plunged the dagger down.

Samantha shivered in agony, her body drenched in a cold sweat, while blood seeped from her shoulder, staining her white dress.

Samantha glared angrily at Gwendolyn with frustration and warned, “Just wait and see, you wicked woman! I won’t let you get away with this!”

Gwendolyn commented, “You still have the energy to curse, so it seems you’re not in much pain.” She then moved the dagger closer to Samantha’s pale arm and offered, “I’ll give you one last chance. Where are the people backing you and Natasha?”

Samantha bit her lip fiercely as Gwendolyn prepared to strike again.

Samantha then hurriedly exclaimed, “I have no clue; I swear! He never revealed his identity to me. He only informs me when there’s a mission, and he also has Natasha with him. I genuinely don’t know!”

Gwendolyn stared at Samantha for a moment; she then put away the dagger and sat back down on the recliner.

that Gwendolyn had spared

calm yet chillingly merciless. “I had a knife wound on my arm that day, but Elven and Ezra

and then happily received the dagger. “Don’t worry; I’ll take care of it.

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

filled with

was standing nearby, was deeply distressed

calm and contented as she

She turned her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by her side, tenderly wiping her

low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a little blood here. It’s

indulging in Maverick’s

orange,

in wounds and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked with sweat. She looked disheveled and pitiful; her agony was

pain without being life-threatening. At first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her

second glance at Nico. She had assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but

this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not

up, smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley to

hurried

have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time now. Do

as she glared

actually expect a response from Shirley. She then commanded her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car the last time. As a result, she ordered the destruction of

residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing them to shake in fear. In

I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be

on the other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on

savored the glimmering sunlight along the street. Although it might not have been warm, she still found it refreshing, leaving

Shadow Bell

time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she

office half an hour ahead of schedule to meet

already aware of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and

in Fairlake is still quite extensive. She won’t let this go easily, so be prepared for

her expression nonchalant. “I’d be more worried if Shirley didn’t

recognized her determination and felt relieved. He affectionately tousled

be happy that you’ve just settled your scores at

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