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

and

for the peeled oranges that

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

low, raspy

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging in Maverick’s

orange, Nico completed his

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

looked disheveled and pitiful; her agony was so intense that she

areas that inflicted

first sight, Samantha looked like a bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds were

could not help but take

and compassionate, but it turned out he was pretty

she pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick

stood up, smoothed her dress, and gestured for Shirley to be

her freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s

Shirley, “This is just repayment for the debt

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

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

actually expect a

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

the destruction of all the luxury cars at the Lane residence and had the orange tree in the backyard taken away, as she had a fondness for its

terrified by

attend to

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

on the other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried

savored the glimmering sunlight along

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

the members of Shadow Bell were given orders

the 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 ahead of schedule to meet

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

handed her a

charge of the Lane family for

won’t let this go easily, so be prepared for what is coming for

the

worried if Shirley didn’t give

Treyton

tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand

she asked, “Did Maverick go to Crane Bridge on the night of the charity gala? Was he the one who jumped into the river

with a deep voice, “He clearly had

come, I

he has the audacity to take credit for it in

Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup down and