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.

Shirley,

and contented as

for the peeled oranges that Maverick

head and saw Maverick with a handkerchief, half-crouched by her

a low, raspy voice,

It’s dirty.

remained silent, contentedly indulging in Maverick’s attentive

last orange, Nico completed his task

Samantha’s hair clung to her head, soaked

agony was so

were deviously calculated, pinpointing areas

bloody rag doll, but in reality, her wounds

not help but take a second glance at

assumed he would be kind and compassionate,

pondered this, Gwendolyn subtly glanced at Maverick but chose

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

hurried to Samantha’s side, bawling her

repayment for the debt from the

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

matters into my

did not actually expect a

prepare for their departure but then remembered the explosion that had occurred in

at the Lane residence and had the

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

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

life!” Shirley’s enraged and

completely unfazed as she carried on without

drew near, Gwendolyn leisurely savored the glimmering

she still found it refreshing, leaving her

Bell were given orders

there was still plenty of time in the afternoon, Gwendolyn had Nico and Neville escort Maverick back to the villa while

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

afternoon incident at the Lane

a freshly brewed

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

let this go easily, so be prepared for what

the coffee,

be more worried if Shirley didn’t give

heard Gwendolyn’s words, Treyton recognized her determination and

affectionately tousled her hair, but Gwendolyn gently held his hand in

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 charity gala? Was he the one

with a deep

hadn’t come, I

to take

coffee cup down and