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.

screaMs. Shirley, who was standing nearby, was deeply distressed by that

remained calm and contented

she reached for the peeled oranges that Maverick

her head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief,

low, raspy voice,

It’s dirty.

contentedly indulging in

finished eating the last orange,

wounds and drenched in fresh blood, Samantha’s

pitiful; her agony was so intense that she

were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas that inflicted intense

like a bloody rag doll,

not help but take a second glance

and compassionate, but it turned out he

subtly glanced at Maverick

dress, and gestured for Shirley to be

freedom, she hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling her eyes

for the

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

want to return it yourselves, or should I take matters into my own

expect a response from

their departure but then

had the orange tree in the backyard taken away,

by Gwendolyn’s sudden

attend to Samantha, who had collapsed

you pay for this! I’ll have you locked 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

on the other hand, was completely unfazed as she carried on without even

Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering sunlight

she still

Bell were given orders

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

office half an hour ahead of schedule to meet up

incident at the Lane residence, finding it both

a

for many years, and her network in Fairlake

won’t let this go easily, so be prepared

casually accepted the

didn’t

Treyton recognized her determination and felt

held his

“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 Bridge on the night of the

he replied with a deep voice, “He clearly

he hadn’t come, I would

audacity to take credit

sigh, Gwendolyn placed her coffee cup