The Ex and Her Riches

Chapter 157

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.

thought that Gwendolyn had spared

pass the knife to Nico, her voice calm yet chillingly merciless. “I had a knife wound on my arm that day, but Elven

received that sudden instruction, Nico paused briefly and then happily received the dagger. “Don’t worry; I’ll take care of it. You can count

“No, don’t… Ahh!”

filled with blood-curdling

was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that

calm and

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

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

indulging in Maverick’s

the last orange, Nico completed his

soaked with sweat. She looked disheveled and pitiful; her

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

had assumed he would

subtly glanced at

up, smoothed her dress, and

her freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s

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 my own

silent as she glared at Gwendolyn

occurred in her car the last time. As a result, she ordered the

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

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

hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on without

it might not have been warm, she still found it refreshing, leaving her

members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently

there was still plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville

casually completing her work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour

Lane residence, finding it both amusing and

family for many years, and her network in Fairlake is

accepted the coffee, her expression nonchalant. “I’d be more worried if Shirley didn’t give me any trouble,”

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

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

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