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.

blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was

and contented as she

for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly grabbed her

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

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

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

finished eating the last orange, Nico completed his task as

fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung

disheveled and pitiful; her agony was so

were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas

a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds were

but take

compassionate, but it turned out he

glanced at

dress, and

she hurried

for the

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

to return it yourselves, or should I take matters into my own hands?” Shirley remained silent as she glared

not actually expect

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

the Lane residence and had the orange tree in

Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing them to shake in

they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front

of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could

unfazed as she carried on without

savored the glimmering

she still

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

time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while she

her work tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an

already aware of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane

handed her a freshly brewed cup

of the Lane family for

go easily, so be

accepted the coffee, her

be more worried if Shirley didn’t give

words, Treyton recognized her

hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as

paused before saying, “What’s the matter? Shouldn’t 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

as he replied with a deep voice,

if he hadn’t come,

take credit for it in

a sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down