The Ex and Her Riches

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

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

that sudden instruction, Nico paused briefly and then happily received the dagger.

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

was filled with blood-curdling

was standing nearby, was deeply distressed

and contented

someone unexpectedly grabbed her wrist. She turned her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by

caught Gwendolyn’s glance and explained in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a little

remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

orange, Nico completed his task as

drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked with sweat. She looked disheveled

being life-threatening. At first sight, Samantha

a second glance at Nico. She had assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but it turned out he was pretty

subtly glanced at Maverick but

and gestured for Shirley to be

freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s

for 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 return it yourselves,

as she glared at Gwendolyn with

not 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 all the luxury cars at the Lane

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

isn’t over! I’ll make sure you pay for this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they left the

other hand, was completely unfazed

Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along the street. Although it might

mission successfully carried out, the members of Shadow Bell

Nico and Neville escort

her work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead of schedule

incident at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and ridiculous. He then handed her a freshly

Lane family for many years, and her network in Fairlake is still quite extensive. She won’t let

coffee, her expression nonchalant. “I’d be more worried if

her determination and felt relieved. He affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently

paused before saying, “What’s the matter? Shouldn’t you be happy that you’ve just settled your scores at