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

remained calm and

the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone

with a handkerchief,

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

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly indulging in

Gwendolyn finished eating the last orange, Nico completed his task

fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung

pitiful; her agony was so intense that she

were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted

first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in

not help but take a

had assumed he would be kind and compassionate,

this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but

stood up, smoothed her dress, and

she hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling

repayment for the debt

eight hundred million have been in the

or should I take matters into my own

did not actually expect a

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

all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she

terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing

panic, they completely forgot to attend to Samantha, who had

up for the rest of your life!” Shirley’s enraged and vengeful cry could still be heard from behind as they left the entrance of the Lane

unfazed as she carried on without

leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along

it might not have been warm, she

carried out, the members of Shadow Bell

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

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

Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence, finding it both

handed her a freshly brewed cup of

in charge of the Lane family for many years, and her network in Fairlake

so be prepared for what

Gwendolyn casually accepted the coffee,

if Shirley didn’t give me any trouble,” she

words, Treyton recognized her

but Gwendolyn gently held his hand

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 face then turned grave

frowned as he replied with a deep voice,

come, I would have

to take credit for it in

placed her coffee cup down and headed for the