Wooing My Ex-Wife

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.

Samantha thought that Gwendolyn had spared her.

However, she barely 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 know what to do.

” Having 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 on me.

Ahh!” The air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by

and contented as she

oranges that Maverick had prepared,

saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by her side, tenderly wiping

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

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly

finished eating the last orange, Nico completed his task as

in wounds and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s

pitiful; her agony was so intense that

calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted

like a bloody rag doll, but in reality,

but take

had assumed he would be kind and compassionate, but it turned out he

glanced at Maverick but chose not

smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley to be

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

is just repayment for the debt from the

eight billion and eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands

take matters into my

did not actually expect a response from

her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred

destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had

housekeepers at the Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid,

forgot to attend to

you locked up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and

was completely unfazed as

winter drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along the

have been warm, she

Shadow Bell were given orders to silently

Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while

left the office half an hour ahead of schedule

incident at the

then handed her a freshly brewed

charge of the Lane family for many years, and her

this go easily, so be

casually accepted the coffee, her

be more worried if Shirley didn’t give

Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination and felt

Gwendolyn gently held his hand in

you be happy that you’ve just settled your scores at the Lane residence? “Treyton…” Gwendolyn paused, her gaze meeting Treyton’s as she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity gala? Was he the one who jumped into the river to rescue me?” Treyton’s

replied with a deep

if he hadn’t come, I

to take credit for it in

placed her coffee