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.

that Gwendolyn had spared

“I had a knife wound on my arm that day, but Elven and Ezra were slashed countless times.

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

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

filled with blood-curdling

standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that

calm and contented as she

She turned her head and saw

explained in a low, raspy voice, “You’ve got a little blood

contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

finished eating the last orange, Nico completed

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

pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain without being life-threatening. At first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but

could not help but take a second glance at Nico. She had assumed he would

this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose

and gestured for Shirley to

she hurried

Shirley, “This is just repayment 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, or should I take matters into

silent as she glared

then commanded her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in her car the last time. As

Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing them to shake in fear. In their panic, they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front of the

pay for this! I’ll have you locked up for the rest of your life!”

on the other hand, was completely unfazed as she

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along the street. Although it might not have been warm, she

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

still plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa

casually completing her work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead of schedule to meet up

at the Lane residence, finding it both amusing and ridiculous. He then handed

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

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

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

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