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.

Gwendolyn had

a chance to relax when she saw Gwendolyn pass the knife to Nico, her voice calm yet chillingly merciless. “I had a knife wound on my arm that day, but Elven and Ezra were slashed countless times. Take care of this; you

sudden instruction, Nico paused briefly and then happily received the dagger. “Don’t worry;

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

filled with blood-curdling

standing nearby, was deeply distressed by

calm and contented

for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly grabbed her wrist. She turned her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by

a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got

silent, contentedly indulging in

eating the last orange, Nico

Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked with sweat. She looked disheveled and pitiful; her agony was so

being life-threatening. At first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality,

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

she pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose not to say

her dress, and gestured for Shirley to

her freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling her

the debt from the charity gala day. My eight billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time now. Do you want to

she glared

in her car the last time. As a result, she ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and

Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing them to shake in fear. In their panic, they completely forgot to attend

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

unfazed

Although it might not have been warm, she still found

mission successfully carried out, the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently

the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she made her way

left the office half an hour ahead of schedule to meet up with

of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and ridiculous. He then handed her

Lane family for many years, and her network in Fairlake is still quite extensive. She won’t let this go easily, so be prepared for what

nonchalant. “I’d be more worried if

he heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination and felt relieved. He affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as her expression turned

“What’s the matter? Shouldn’t you be happy that

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