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.

with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing

remained calm and

she reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick

and saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by

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

It’s dirty.

silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

finished eating the last orange,

in wounds and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s hair clung to her head,

agony was

calculated, pinpointing areas

Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality,

help but take a second

he would be kind and compassionate, but it turned out

she pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but

smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley to be

she hurried to Samantha’s

repayment for the debt from

in the Lane family’s hands for quite some

matters into my own hands?” Shirley remained silent as she glared at

expect a response

their departure but then remembered the explosion that had

result, she ordered the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had

terrified by Gwendolyn’s

forgot to attend to Samantha, who had collapsed in front of the

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

on the other hand, was completely unfazed as she

savored the glimmering

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

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

Neville escort Maverick back to the villa

tasks, Gwendolyn left the office half an hour ahead of schedule to

Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence,

her a

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

this go easily, so be prepared for what is

casually accepted the

if Shirley didn’t give

Treyton recognized her determination

her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in

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

he replied with a deep voice, “He clearly

if he hadn’t come, I

has the audacity to take credit for it in

sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and headed for the