Wooing My Ex-Wife

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.

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.

air was filled with blood-curdling screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply

calm and

reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick had prepared, someone unexpectedly

turned her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief,

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

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging

the last orange, Nico completed his task

Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked

her agony was

deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense pain

Samantha looked like a bloody rag

could not help but take

would be kind and compassionate, but

glanced at Maverick but chose not to say

dress, and gestured for Shirley

she hurried to Samantha’s

“This is just repayment for the debt

eight hundred million have been in the Lane family’s hands for quite some time

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

not actually expect

her people to prepare for their departure but then remembered the

all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in

Lane residence were terrified by Gwendolyn’s sudden raid, causing

to attend to

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

hand, was completely unfazed

leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight along the

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

out, the members of Shadow Bell were given orders to silently return to their

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

Gwendolyn left the office half an hour

aware of Gwendolyn’s afternoon incident at the Lane residence,

then handed her a freshly

Lane family for many

let this go easily, so be prepared for what is

the coffee,

didn’t give

Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her

her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in place as her expression

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

replied with a deep voice, “He clearly had

hadn’t come, I would have rescued

the audacity to take credit

a sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and

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